December 3, 2008

  • Excuse Me Sir Are You Staring At My Penis

    Excuse Me Sir, Are You Staring At My Penis?

    Last week, I went to a pretty small Chinese restaurant for dinner. It wasn't exactly hole-in-the-wall small, but definitely not a great idea to go there with a large group. I've been there on several occasions before. While the food here is sub par at best, it's really close to my place. Convenience and laziness always seems to win over my desire to travel further to have Chinese food of superior quality. I placed my usual order of Ma Pow Tofu, Lemon Chicken, and Walnut w/ Shrimp and proceeded to the restroom to take a leak.

    The bathroom wasn't exactly squeaky clean, but it's not too shabby compared to most Asian restaurants. There were two urinals, side by side with no divider in between. Don't you just hate those? You get no privacy at all! Well, it's good when I'm peeing next to a hot guy. But other than that specific occasion, urinals with no dividers suck ass. So I was peeing merrily, whistling the tune from Giligan's Island, minding my own business, when an old white man enters the restroom. He didn't look creepy at all, clean shaven, and dressed to impress. I thought nothing of it when he started peeing in the urinal just a few inches away from mine.

    Mid-pee, my sixth sense started tingling. You know how you can sometimes feel when a person is staring at you? I looked to my left, and lo and behold, the man was staring at my penis! He wasn't trying to sneak a peak. He was blatantly staring at my love toy with no shame at all.

    "Uh...Excuse me sir, but are you staring at my penis?"

    While STILL staring at my penis, he replied..."No, not at all son."

    WHAT THE H to the E to the DOUBLE HOCKEY STICKS? I mean I can't really blame him for staring. Who wouldn't want to catch a glimpse of this sexiness? But dude, do it with more tact. I quickly finished up, gave it two quick shakes, zipped up, and ran out the door. I didn't even remember to wash my hands because I was still a little shaken up. As I sat back down on my table, I saw the old man come out of the bathroom and walked out of the restaurant. I stared at him the whole time, but not once did he look at me.

    I was about to tell my friend what happened, but the Lemon Chicken came out and I totally forgot about the whole thing.

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