Well it has been one of those weeks. You know, those weeks that just dominate your soul. You leave work mentally and physically drained. Yeah, it was one of those. In an attempt to blow off steam I decided to go out tonight. Nothing spectacular planned, just hanging out with some friends.
Anyways midway through the night I head to the restrooms to relieve myself. I, of course, don't believe in chatting while "occupied" but after I was done and washing hands a gentleman started chatting with me and I was obliged to continue the conversation. The conversation started as any other might, then the guy said "I am drunker than a skunk on a Tuesday morning"(Still trying to figure that one out). Anyways, I finished cleaning up and was ready to walk out the door when I noticed he was having trouble working the paper towel dispenser. Seeing as we had exchanged pleasantries earlier I nonchalantly asked if he needed a hand. Oh how I would regret this kind gesture. Immediately after I opened my word hole I noticed that the guy I had been talking to had no arms. Luckily he was too drunk to give a crap or just genuinely didn't care. Either way, I walked away feeling like an ass.
The moral of the story is no matter what your intentions, watch your freaking mouth- it'll get you into trouble.
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Want to head down to the burn victim's ward later and yell "FIRE!"? I hear it's a real hoot.
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