Sometimes, we made small talk about my work and the weather. I still came back there, because the work was good and consistent, but it was nuts. He never made a pass at me, he never jerked off in front of me. That detail stands out in my mind because it was the same exact one my girlfriend had at the time. I had to play it off a little.
Hey there — that actually sounds like it could be fun!
All boring and insipid. Like I said, I was a little buffer than the other guys, and considerably hairier. I found out later that they had closed down.
The water from the urinals would literally spill over onto the fucking dance floor, which was carpeted in certain spots.