Things are just weird.
I got kind of a beating when some mentalist thought I'd been fucking his boyfriend in the bathroom... uuugghhhh... idk, i was freaked out and didn't want to hit back, because ... I just didn't want to risk having a bar fight on my record. Also why I haven't reported it or anything, just left. I know, idiot.
It was mad. This one guy was talking to me, telling me his boyfriend keeps chatting everyone up and is cheating on him. So I say... yeah man, you should dump him, that's shit.
Later, some other guy tells me he's all alone because his FRIEND had a fight with him, and could he hang with me? I was a bit like... eehhh noooo you cannot, but I'm nice, so I said ok, and as I walked out the first guy is going "did you have a good fuck?!" I was like... oh balls, the plot thickens! I just walked away at this point, the second guy comes up to me and is like "he hit me! he poured a drink on me! i'm wet, look!" I said I didn't want to get involved, and went to leave AGAIN, and the FIRST guy was all up in my face, shoving me and screaming and eventually giving me a few fists. His boyfriend/friend/mental patient pulled him away and THEY started brawling, so I made my exit. FUCKED UP.
Rich was all 'I'm gonna go rip his face off!' - no, love, you're not, you're going to walk away NOW.
And then we got a homophobic cab driver who told me it was my own fault for being immoral, and how i'll become a heartless bastard and i'll end up with some alcoholic partner who'll beat me up for being a pussy.... I was considering getting out in the middle of fucking nowhere and walking home and dying of hypothermia. I just kept my mouth shut and made a point of not tipping.
I feel like shit. But I've just sat in today and watched movies and tried not to answer too many questions from my mother about the bruising. Except for "no, it was NOT rich".
I'll have to see if I can work some magic with concealer before work on monday.
On a funnier note, I went to rocky horror and minced about town in stockings and corset (or a basque? or bodice? or something? what is it?) and DIDN'T get beaten up - I did have one guy shout 'give us a wank', which was... different. |