Airpiraterob
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An event last night during a lay-over made me ponder the realities of travel and hotel bars. How many people in that bar are natural A-holes and what is the expected frequency of being bothered by them without starting the conversation?
So, here I am sitting in a bar. Being the requisite inconspicuious pilot with horrible spelling on a computer. In that same hotel in a conference room theres a get together. "Talking baseball with Bucky Dent and Sparky (something not anderson)" I don't know how much it cost to be part of the dinner and chat, but I wasnt really that into going, besides I'm poor so it was either go listen to the same old baseball stories in a conference room that Bucky Dent was now telling again but now for free in the bar behind me at a table, or get my dinner on and drink on with my captian at the nice bar before the 12 hour cutoff. We were playing the TV trivia thing where you get that box to answer your questions with by remote thing for points? you know that one? i think its iTn or something. anyway,
"So there I was..." goes my story, when a rather up-front kind of guy in his slicked back hair and black clothings stands next to me at the bar to order a drink. waiting for the drinks he watches the trivia and starts bad mouthing the silly clues and hints it gives. "I'd play this if it wasnt for those Sh**y clues, i mean its kinda stupid how they do that." I had no idea where this guy came from. He asks the question that I felt was heading in a decent direction, "You a baseball fan?...Yankees or something?" (This is taking place in well upstate NY) He talks fast like hes in a hurry or trying to sell a car or some sort of hustling scheme to me. "Cardinals fan" I say. AND HIS RESPONSE...."Oh, well Ozzy Smith isn't here." He quips.....My captian and I lok at each other wondering whats going on with this guy. This already qualifies him to be in the halfa-a$$-hole club... So I tell him "hey theres more trivia boxes if you'd like in.." And immediately he tells me "No thanks, I'm talking to Bucky Dent" Gathers his beers and mixed drinks, and moves to the table behind us. 10 minutes later Bucky Dent leaves and these guys spend the next 2 hours talking about how wrong Steinbrenner is or isnt and whats best fo rthe game.
I now realize that im so much less of a person cause i dont have anyone famous to talk to or names to drop to ordinary people.
Bucy Dent may HAVE BEEN a good ball-player, but he's no chuck yeager (who i hear incidentaly is a bit agrrogant anyway. any truth to this?)
So again my question....How many people in that bar are natural A-holes and what is the expected frequency of being bothered by them without starting the conversation?
So, here I am sitting in a bar. Being the requisite inconspicuious pilot with horrible spelling on a computer. In that same hotel in a conference room theres a get together. "Talking baseball with Bucky Dent and Sparky (something not anderson)" I don't know how much it cost to be part of the dinner and chat, but I wasnt really that into going, besides I'm poor so it was either go listen to the same old baseball stories in a conference room that Bucky Dent was now telling again but now for free in the bar behind me at a table, or get my dinner on and drink on with my captian at the nice bar before the 12 hour cutoff. We were playing the TV trivia thing where you get that box to answer your questions with by remote thing for points? you know that one? i think its iTn or something. anyway,
"So there I was..." goes my story, when a rather up-front kind of guy in his slicked back hair and black clothings stands next to me at the bar to order a drink. waiting for the drinks he watches the trivia and starts bad mouthing the silly clues and hints it gives. "I'd play this if it wasnt for those Sh**y clues, i mean its kinda stupid how they do that." I had no idea where this guy came from. He asks the question that I felt was heading in a decent direction, "You a baseball fan?...Yankees or something?" (This is taking place in well upstate NY) He talks fast like hes in a hurry or trying to sell a car or some sort of hustling scheme to me. "Cardinals fan" I say. AND HIS RESPONSE...."Oh, well Ozzy Smith isn't here." He quips.....My captian and I lok at each other wondering whats going on with this guy. This already qualifies him to be in the halfa-a$$-hole club... So I tell him "hey theres more trivia boxes if you'd like in.." And immediately he tells me "No thanks, I'm talking to Bucky Dent" Gathers his beers and mixed drinks, and moves to the table behind us. 10 minutes later Bucky Dent leaves and these guys spend the next 2 hours talking about how wrong Steinbrenner is or isnt and whats best fo rthe game.
I now realize that im so much less of a person cause i dont have anyone famous to talk to or names to drop to ordinary people.
Bucy Dent may HAVE BEEN a good ball-player, but he's no chuck yeager (who i hear incidentaly is a bit agrrogant anyway. any truth to this?)
So again my question....How many people in that bar are natural A-holes and what is the expected frequency of being bothered by them without starting the conversation?