You can take her out of the ghetto, but you can't take

With regards to the manners thang: I tripped walking down the stairs at the 930 last Sun night in my "skinny white hooka" shoes, and some poor woman coming up the stairs said "Hey, I'm so sorry" thinking SHE'D tripped me. No wonder we love 930. It's a small microclimate we're not seeing elsewhere in our lives…

Ever notice that Rhett and his wife seem to have a lot of problems with people?

I wonder if it will ever occur to them that the problem may not lie with the "other" people?

We probably have no more problems with other people than anybody else. It's just that other people generally don't post it for discussions on chatboards.

They tell it to their friends, and get deserved sympathy from their friends.

Which is what I guess I should have done in the first place.

Originally posted by ggwâ?¢:
Ever notice that Rhett and his wife seem to have a lot of problems with people?

I wonder if it will ever occur to them that the problem may not lie with the "other" people?

Originally posted by Rhett Miller:
Except for the guy who crack the beer bottle over my forehead at the Cracker show.

I am sorry I did not see you there, you porky midget.

Originally posted by Rhett Miller:
We probably have no more problems with other people than anybody else.

Maybe we can take an informal poll.

We know that you have been accosted by a short fat woman on the escalator on the Metro. A Latin man attacked your wife on the street in Adams Morgan. A vicious mime attempted to molest your wife on the streets of Paris. Thankfully, you rescued her with your superior spitting skills. The mattress store man refused to give you your free pillow. You were randomly and unprovokedly hit over the head with a bottle at the Cracker show.

I know I'm missing a few others.

I would like to see a show of hands from all the people who have suffered a similar quantity of events such as these.

Originally posted by Rhett Miller:
They tell it to their friends, and get deserved sympathy from their friends.

Or, they get over it and move on with their lives.

Yes, you are right. My wife got her deserved sympathy from me, and got over it.

I just thought it would make for an interesting board topic. Lord knows there's been a dearth of them lately.

Originally posted by Random Citizen:

Originally posted by Rhett Miller:
They tell it to their friends, and get deserved sympathy from their friends.

Or, they get over it and move on with their lives.

Originally posted by ggwâ?¢:
Ever notice that Rhett and his wife seem to have a lot of problems with people?

I wonder if it will ever occur to them that the problem may not lie with the "other" people?

or they just complain about it more often.

I would hardly call a Latin guy saying "Hi Mommy, Hi Baby" to my wife an "attack".

Nor does being refused a free pillow hardly qualify as a problem.

I would venture to say that you don't have any problems with people because people generally tend not to start trouble with tall, ugly badass motherfuckers like yourself.

Originally posted by ggwâ?¢:

Originally posted by Rhett Miller:
We probably have no more problems with other people than anybody else.

Maybe we can take an informal poll.

We know that you have been accosted by a short fat woman on the escalator on the Metro. A Latin man attacked your wife on the street in Adams Morgan. A vicious mime attempted to molest your wife on the streets of Paris. Thankfully, you rescued her with your superior spitting skills. The mattress store man refused to give you your free pillow. You were randomly and unprovokedly hit over the head with a bottle at the Cracker show.

I know I'm missing a few others.

I would like to see a show of hands from all the people who have suffered a similar quantity of events such as these.

Maybe she was just a distraction so somebody else could rob you. Check to see if you have all of your belongings.

You are probably right about that.

One of the great things about growing up on a farm in the country meant not having anyboy living within a quarter mile of where you lived.

Originally posted by sonickteam2:

Originally posted by ggwâ?¢:
Ever notice that Rhett and his wife seem to have a lot of problems with people?

I wonder if it will ever occur to them that the problem may not lie with the "other" people?

or they just complain about it more often.

Originally posted by Rhett Miller:
You are probably right about that.

One of the great things about growing up on a farm in the country meant not having anyboy living within a quarter mile of where you lived.

and one of the great things about growing up in the city….you get to learn how to live amongst people of different cultures, lifestytles, ideas etc.

its hard to go from one to the other without thinking people are just nutso!

I don't think this particular incident had anything to do with different cultures, lifestyles, ideas, etc.

It had to do with someone being intolerant of incidental contact in a crowded space.

Originally posted by sonickteam2:

Originally posted by Rhett Miller:
You are probably right about that.

One of the great things about growing up on a farm in the country meant not having anyboy living within a quarter mile of where you lived.

and one of the great things about growing up in the city….you get to learn how to live amongst people of different cultures, lifestytles, ideas etc.

its hard to go from one to the other without thinking people are just nutso!

Well I have had two whacky experiences with unprovoked attacks at the 9:30. Once was there with friends enjoying The Crystal Method, and some woman behind me started punching me in the back. I had not bumped into anyone, had not drugs or alcohol in my system, and she started punching me. Fortunately she was weak and I just turned around and laughed at her.

The second time was The Orb with a friend. Was pretty crowded so dancing consisted of lifting my heels off the floor and not much more. So, now some girl is putting her feet under my raised heels. I move forward, go up about 15 feet, she keeps doing this. Then she goes to her friends "I can't believe he is stepping on my feet", to which I turn around and reply "Quit putting them under my shoes, and stop following me". Her friend then threatens me with a "Watch out, we are from New York". I laughed this one off too.

There are assholes everywhere, and I refuse to be polite to someone who was the one who wronged me. I ignore them, don't get into it, but I am not going to bend over backwards for them.

Originally posted by Sir HC:

The second time was The Orb with a friend. Was pretty crowded so dancing consisted of lifting my heels off the floor and not much more.

sounds like a typical night at the 930 club!

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U scummy hooka, U!

how did you know she was from the ghetto?