I'm Mike. I like music. I play guitar. I sing. I do both in a band named Saint Fiacre.

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4th December 2011

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I know times are tough…

… and jobs are few and far between, but I am sick of having to tip some guy hanging out in the bathroom of a bar/venue/club handing you ONE paper towel while hocking gum, condoms, shitty anecdotes and other random bullshit you don’t need. Especially going to a fucking Thursday show. Not one kid there would probably have even had sex after the show, much less give a shit what their breath smelled like.

Where’s the FREE paper towels at?

Here’s an exchange from me and the towel jockey. It’s literally the same exchange as the person before me, except at the end when I trolled him.

Me: “It sounds good in here (the bathroom), you’ve got the best seat in the whole house.”

Towel Jockey: “Yeah, it sounds awesome in here. The best part is, I still have my hearing”. He says this while handing me a paper towel and reaching for a tip.

Me: With hands in pocket, I reach out and ask “what?” as if my hearing is bad.

I then walk out of the bathroom and finish enjoying Maylene & The Sons Of Disaster’s set.

Total cost for the show:
Ticket $25.50
Gas to the venue $10.00
Parking $10.00
Two beers $10.00
Paper Towels $0.00

I WIN.