Another overheard at the bar for you all…

We had a group of hairdressers come in the other night, obviously worn out from a long day. They were all dressed in pink shirts with the salon’s name on it, along with a ribbon for breast cancer awareness. They’d been doing a fund-raiser all day and were apparently looking to unwind a bit.

An hour and several drinks later, they were all enjoying themselves and having a good time. I made a point to travel to their end of the bar every twenty minutes or so just to check up on them. I was making the journey down to check on them, and had just reached them and was about to ask if they needed anything when the lady right next to me said in a very loud, clear, and carrying voice, “…and that got her out of blowjobs for a year!”

I spun around on my heel, and turned 180 degrees and walked back towards the other end. I figured if they wanted me, they’d holler. And I’m not sure I wanted to be a part of that particular conversation…