Imagine the scenario, Robyn and I have just been to see Greg Proops for the 3rd time in as many years. Apparently he likes visiting Georgia in the height of summer when, as he puts it, it’s just slightly warmer than the planet Mercury…
Anyways, it was a funny show from a funny guy, alas we didn’t get to hang out with him in the bar afterwards like last time but I did run into someone quite unexpected. So yeah, imagine the scenario, I’ve drank a fair few large cokes as I’m now the unofficial designated driver of our family, which is strange as Robyn thinks I’m about to kill us at any given moment on the road, and as such my bladder is pretty damn full, so I’m waiting in the mens room with the rest of the Greg Proops audience (or so it seems), and I’m next in line… But the guy in front was taking an absolute age, and when he’s finished and turns around, it’s freaking Dave! As in Triple D… And the first thing he does? Shakes my hand like straight after pissing…
Seriously!
Good thing I’m not a hygiene freak or that might have been weird, well weirder than it needed to be. But it’s funny who you meet on a Friday night in Roswell…
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just so you know, dave never washes his hands. so, it’s no different than if you ran into him anywhere and shook his hand. except it wouldn’t have been in the men’s room and might have been less weird.
the lesson learned here: never shake dave’s hand.
Yeah, he said that in not so many words, but my thinking is outside the mens room gives him an opportunity to at least wipe his hands on something, anything…
I was drunk.
Of course you were…
Another item to discuss in part 2 of urinal etiquitte…