Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Wicked pissah!

Tonight I took the dogs for a late night walk. When I got back home to my building, I saw a guy urinating in a dark unused doorway belonging to the hospital right next to my front door. It's a tucked-away spot, hidden under scaffolding, so guys often use it as an after-hours restroom.

"Come on, do you have to piss there? I live right next door, and we'll have to smell it all day long."

"Sorry, I couldn't hold it! I'm sorry -- but don't worry, I'm clean. I drink a lot of water! Okay?"

I was speechless.

"Okay?" he asked again.

"Yeah, yeah, okay," I acquiesced.

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