...So This Happened at Work...

I'm a bartender, you see...and let's just say I've got my own way of coping with drunk customers who get handsy. One night this older guy...he had money to burn and the charm of a wet rag. He kept asking if he could 'take care' of me off the clock for extra tips. I played along, teasing him about being a daddy figure who needed a little girl to take care of...until one day, in a back room, we actually did it. Turns out playing pretend adult stuff with him was kind of fun...though now every time he comes into the bar, he expects some sort of role-play encore. Ellipses and all, that's how life goes sometimes.