Originally Posted by Holliday
The first time it happened was pretty unsettling. It was nearly Christmas in that well-known pit of hell, Manhattan. Friday after work, stopped by Macy's to pick up some last minute gifts. Ground floor, and I've never seen a crowd like that for shopping before or since. Justpacked as I slowly make my way towards the escalators and take in the scene.
At some point I notice the scenery has improved tremendously, there's like a dozen really hot chicks around me. Arrogant, moneyed, trashy-cum-stuckup types. Bronxeville, I decide. Luckily, a few of them are standing right in front of me, all wanting to go past each other, so I just wait and start compiling a ranking. Something jarring off to my right, look over and two of the chicks have their hands on the same necklace (or something). Pulling becomes tug-of-war, then one says "**** it" and purposely breaks the necklace then tosses her handfull off onto the other merchandise right before she starts getting slapped in the face. Then they both grab hair and start spinning...into me, actually. I dodge but grab to, you know, help keep them upright. The girls are suddenly all fighting each other now, to various degrees. Like, two are taking turns pushing at each other's shoulders, and then these two are haymakering the **** out of each other and one of them just got tackled. I think they knew each other. Just total chaos though, and basically I'm in the middle, bobbing and weaving. Then there's the 200 bystanders who start running away from the fight. Only lasts like 10 or 20 seconds, then everybody stops and disperses.
Show's over so I head for escalator, and watch as the girls get cut off by security at various exits. "That's pretty funny", I think, right before I notice a couple of security guardsstepping in front of the escalators. "Ah, crap." A few minutes later and we're watching a replay of the whole thing. Strangely enough, instead of innocently dodging, it *looks* as if I'm deliberately copping feel after feel. Clearly supposed to be a life lesson for the chicks, seeing themselves fight, it just turns into a bunch of nasty stares at me! At first I thought it was camera angle...but it happened soooooo many times. Pretty uncomfortable room for a while, and then one of them (#1) starts making fun of the others for acting like they've never had a stranger grab their ass before. "They keen't keep their hands off my eess, maybe don't nootice you." Somehow that worked and nobody thought it was a big deal anymore. Really no idea what was going on there.
FUUUUUUUUU....then there was that time the ex gf invited me to her Christmas Tree trimming party. There's some toasting thing or something, and suddenly she turns and has a big surprised look on he face which quickly melts into a series of all-too-familiar "I'm a dirty whore" looks. Wondering why she's looking at me like that, and...then realizing "copping a feel" is an understatement. To be fair, the mostly see-through outfit did particularly invite such a thing. Later she told me she was going to allow and ignore the feel-up, but felt the fingering represented a move. Highly regrettable sequence--bad hand, BAD HAND!
In one of those giant revolving doors, wind up getting a bunch of people from the office going drinking wedged into the corner, suddenly realize I've got handsfull of interns.