Sir, you can move your hand, or lose it.

[Jester]

Sir, you can move your hand, or lose it.

You should have used that line.

I once used a very similar line, actually. I have mentioned this before, so I'll make it short, but in essence, in a bar this sleazeball had his hand on my female friend's knee, and she was looking like she wanted nothing to do with it--she had the same look someone might get if they discovered a turd in their dinner. Yeah, THAT look.

Anyway, I leaned over to him and had the following conversation, all very calmly and conversationally...the same way you might ask someone to pass the salt.

JESTER: "Mike, if you don't move your hand, you're going to lose it."
MIKE: "What?"
JESTER: "I said if you don't get your hand off her knee, you are going to lose it."
MIKE (puffing up): "What, you're gonna beat me up?"
JESTER: "No. I'm just gonna remove your hand from your fucking arm."

Sleazeball exited stage left without saying another word.


Football Jokes Department:


Three Dallas Cowboys are in a car. Who's driving?

The police officer!


Two Minnesotans die and go to hell. Deciding to make a positive out of a bad situation, they strip down to their skivvies and lay out in lounge chairs, sipping on cold drinks and wearing shades to deal with the heat. The Devil sees this and decides that they are enjoying themselves way too much, so he dials the thermostat waaay down. When he goes to check on them later, he sees them shivering but smiling ear to ear and downright celebrating, have a good ole time. He asks them what in Hell they are so happy about. "The Vikings must have finally won the Super Bowl!"


Did you hear about the new Detroit Lions lottery tickets? You pay too much money for them, and there are absolutely no winning tickets at all!

[hinakiba777]

I have to agree about the manager's not looking out for their workers. In "the incident" from two years ago, my Supervisor said that I should come to her if something like that ever happens again.

Or I should talk to the GM because he will back me up.

However, if it ever got to the franchise owner he would give the lady what she'd wanted, and maybe even make me apologize.

I swear I would have spit in the man's face had that happened.

But yeah, remember what the guy looks like and report him next time you see him. You don't need to take the abuse.

Maybe if you're lucky you won't see him again until you boyfriends in in Austin, then you can send your snooky after the mean man.

[SuperB]

You should have used that line.

I once used a very similar line, actually. I have mentioned this before, so I'll make it short, but in essence, in a bar this sleazeball had his hand on my female friend's knee, and she was looking like she wanted nothing to do with it--she had the same look someone might get if they discovered a turd in their dinner. Yeah, THAT look.

Anyway, I leaned over to him and had the following conversation, all very calmly and conversationally...the same way you might ask someone to pass the salt.

JESTER: "Mike, if you don't move your hand, you're going to lose it."
MIKE: "What?"
JESTER: "I said if you don't get your hand off her knee, you are going to lose it."
MIKE (puffing up): "What, you're gonna beat me up?"
JESTER: "No. I'm just gonna remove your hand from your fucking arm."

Sleazeball exited stage left without saying another word.

I wish I'd had the guts to do that with one of my first jobs. I was the only desk clerk for a man and his wife who either owned or managed a small chain motel. He was middle eastern and I only mention it because it was obvious he was boss and she had her place. He would come up and while discussing anything at the front counter he would put his hand in my back pocket. Once wearing a pair of pants with no back pocket he slid his hand all over looking for it.

While I was on alert with him I lacked the experience to deal with him. He was nice enough that I tried to chalk it up to cultural difference at first but it just kept feeling more and more weird and I felt so sorry for his wife and the way she was treated. I had to get out of there.

My daughter is staying in karate until she reaches her black belt, that much I will make sure of.