Sunday, October 23, 2005

On the Rebound

I really really don’t like bouncers. What kind of sick person chooses a career where your raison d'être is to reject people? How low does your self esteem have to have sunk to make a living in denial? Bouncer is such a fun and happy sounding name, it should be a puppy or a clown, anything other than a six foot thug of a lug with hair growth issues and an IQ the square root of minus one. Personally I am suspicious of any job that requires the wearing of an earpiece. To me an earpiece is the one overriding sign that in the grand scheme of life and the universe this job has strictly no importance whatsoever, and the only reason a monkey isn't doing it is that they couldn't afford the peanuts.