Well the good part is that I was asked by my girl friend to be her maid of honor at her upcoming wedding. It really makes me feel so good. It's something that had never crossed my mind before as I had never envisioned myself as part of any wedding party, although I must admit it would be nice to be the bride at my own wedding. Who knows, stranger things have happened ha, ha.
Now for the bad...
I was at the "Wild Stallion" country and western bar last Saturday night with my boy friend. We were having a really nice time and the music was pretty good as well. Of course after awhile a girl has to pee so off to the "Women's" I went. Now this had been my 3rd trip that night but this time I was apparently followed by this gentleman (And I use the term loosely). When I got to the entrance to the washroom, the gentleman shouted out to the club security person, posted at the emergency exit next to the entrance, "That's the one" and bouncer stood in front on the entrance, blocking my way.
I looked up at the rather large bouncer and said "Excuse me but I need to use the ladies", to which he replied, "Sorry miss, you can't go in as there has been a complaint!", again I said "Excuse me, let me through", but he insisted and said "I'm really sorry miss but this gentleman said that his girlfriend is really uncomfortable with you using the washroom". "What do you mean?" I said. "Let me by". "I'm sorry I can't, this is really embarrassing Miss, but the gentleman said... How should I put this... he said that his girlfriend knows you and that you used to use the males washroom!" I was really getting steamed. "You're embarrassed, how do you think I feel? What do you mean by I used to use the males washroom?". The gentleman interrupted us, "Ask to see her drivers license or something." I could see the bouncer was really starting to squirm, but he had dug himself into a hole. "I'm really sorry about this Miss, but this guys girlfriend say's that you are a man. Could you show me some ID?" I was really becoming indignant and I really raised my voice, as there was no way they were getting away with this. "Do I look like a man? This is harassment, you have no right to bar my entrance to the washroom, who the f__k does this jerk think he is? How about I bring over my boy friend and you can ask him if I'm a woman." I quickly back tracked on that idea as I didn't want to get him involved in all of this as it was his first time at the club, but before I could say anything else the bouncer added "If you could just show me your drivers license we could clear this thing up." I carried on "You know I don't have to do that but here's the deal, I'll show you my drivers license but only if and when you see it you toss this jerk out of the club, and that's the only way you'll see it. You're here to protect the customers and this idiot is threatening me and I demand that he gets tossed once you see my license." He agreed and I gave him my license.
The bouncer took my card and looked at it under the light. He paused, looked at me gave it back saying "I'm really, really sorry Miss, I feel like an idiot, please go ahead." and he stepped aside. As I went in I could hear the bouncer yelling at the jerk, "You idiot see what you've done, you're nothing but an ->-bleeped-<-, get the hell out of here or I'll throw you out myself."
Inside the washroom a couple of the women asked me what the heck was going on. I told them that just some jerk was harassing me and that I had him tossed. Later that evening the bouncer came over to our table and taking me aside again apologized for the incident, and he went on to say that he had never had to deal with a situation like that before. I accepted his apology and the free pass to the next event at the club.
Just goes to show that you never know who is going to show up and make ones life difficult, no matter how stealth you are and how well you pass.
Steph
