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May. 2nd, 2001 10:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
p0tat0esSo today: regular shit at work. Nothing spectacular happened. I did, however, get assaulted at Tully's (4th & Pike location). On my last break, I went down to get my usual mid-afternoon americano, and there was this crazy lady (who I think I may have had words with before) hanging out, either talking to Ben (the barista) or talking to herself (I'm not sure). i strike up a conversation with Ben, and Crazy Lady asks me "Is your name Ron, or Ronald?" I reply "No" and return to my conversation. Next thing you know, Crazy Lady is rubbing her ample backside against me.
Good Morning, Frottage!
If there were a crowd of hundreds around us, I'd understand, but, in reality, there was a crowd of maybe three. She had to have made an effort to do this. At that point, Ben began the 86ing-of-the-crackhead-freak proceedings, and I went on my merry way. Last i saw her, she was doing her best Whirling Dervish impression on the corner of 4th & Pike.
Bah.
Went to Machiavelli with Anna tonight. Ate some very good Italian food and consumed much liquor. Now I am home. Weohrt.
Gotta pee.
Byeeeeeee.
Good Morning, Frottage!
If there were a crowd of hundreds around us, I'd understand, but, in reality, there was a crowd of maybe three. She had to have made an effort to do this. At that point, Ben began the 86ing-of-the-crackhead-freak proceedings, and I went on my merry way. Last i saw her, she was doing her best Whirling Dervish impression on the corner of 4th & Pike.
Bah.
Went to Machiavelli with Anna tonight. Ate some very good Italian food and consumed much liquor. Now I am home. Weohrt.
Gotta pee.
Byeeeeeee.
