eternalpain75

Funny (at least to me) story from the past week.

I had a dentist appointment, and i'm wearing a Job for a Cowboy shirt, a Florian Bertmer design. Florian Bertmer is a really good Greman artist who dose alot of shirt and CD covers for bands such as; Job for a Cowboy, Pig Destroyer, The Dillinger Escape Plan, ect.

I'm wearing a shirt with the image below on it to be exact.


Now, i'm in the chair, all shot full of novocaine, with a drill in my mouth. I hear a dental assistant, who appears to be in her mid to late thirtys saying "Did you see the shirt he has on?" "He probably has body's buried in the back yard, its just sick." I don't get offended by comments like this, in fact it makes me very happy, because if I can wear a shirt, any shirt, and ruin a ignorant, small minded, petty persons day with something so trivial, its a wonderful thing indeed.

So, after i'm done having my teeth worked on, she comes in to fill out something on my chart. It was just to good of an opportunity to let slip by.

Me: How are you ?
Her: *silence*
Me: So, you like my shirt ?
Her: *shity look, and walks away*

Befor I left I saw her again. I say "I'll see you next time" gave her a little smile and a wink. Sometimes being an asshole feels sooooo good