Ive always tried to push the envelope when it comes to my humor. Many times it has back fire and really piss people off. Other time I will go over the top and it will be received with the intent it was sent. Those are the times that make me strive harder to be a bit more extreme.
I had a little bar in Charleston South Carolina that became pretty popular very fast. I was amazed at the draw. It was on the third floor of an old building right in the hub on market street. I was gearing the place to food and beverage employees. My thought was that I wanted to have a place where food and beverage employees could go without the fear of running into that fucked up customer you waited on an hour ago. A bar full of my people! Anyway when you came in the front door the beautiful mahogany bar was the first thing you'd see in this dimly lit room. From there the floor tiered down four levels, all with booths and comfortable seating At the bottom was a parkay dance floor in front of a raised stage perfect for all types of entertainment. To the right of the stage was a door that led to a back staircase which was used by staff. It was a usual night with a festive crowd all laughing and having fun. I came up the back stair case and came out the door next to the stage. As soon as I entered the room I saw a young lady with a group of her friends sitting on the cushioned bench across from the stage. She caught my eye because she was wearing a short skirt and her legs were apart at the knee enough that, well, without thought I walked towards her and faked a trip landing my face in her lap. I jumped up and exclaimed loudly "woooweee girl you don't know about summers eve now do ya. As soon as i said it, to these strangers I've never met, I thought SHIT I'M GOING TO GET MY ASS KICKED. All of the sudden a roar of laughter bellowed out from the group and they embraced the joke to the point that the girl I did it to bought me a drink. God i love my job i love my job i love my job.
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