(TOO CUTE!!)
Okay, so Thursday- I started the evening, behind schedule, of course, by drinking rum and coke (that was far too strong) on my own on a train to Waterloo. When I made it to Piccadilly Circus, eventually found Chris and Jess and was introduced to their friend Archie, we went to some bar in Soho to meet Archie's friends from uni. This bar did shots of Tequila for 99p, so we were all pretty drunk :). It was in this bar where my night-long problem with toilet attendants started...
I saw an unopened pack of gum sitting on the side next to all the lolly pops and aftershave, and considering I was going to buy some anyway I decided to just take it. The toilet attendant saw me, and rushed over to snatch it off me, but I had somehow managed to drop it down my sleeve and so got away with it. Score. (Please note, I am not encouraging theft on any level- my guilt got the better of me and I went back and left some money.)
So after that we moved onto G-A-Y Late, after meeting with Charlie and Ed on Frith Street. We were having fun, and after about an hour or so we went to the bathroom before we left to go to Heaven. In the bathroom the attendant sang their regular tunes 'No spray, no lay!' I noticed that he had a can of hairspray, and having had to rush out and not put enough hairspray on before I left, I grabbed it. Then, as I was putting it down I saw that my boyfriends aftershave was also there, and so I added a couple of squirts of that to the equation. Now, obviously I was going to make a donation because I had just used the guys stuff. So I put down what I thought was an adequate amount of money, and went to leave. The toilet attendant wouldn't let me go, claiming that I hadn't given him enough. I got on my high horse and started claiming that nowhere in the bathroom did it say there was a minimum charge, or did he once tell me that I had to pay a certain amount. It got to the stage where other guys coming into the bathroom got involved, claiming I'd done nothing wrong. It was all a bit crazy. After what must have been about 10 minutes Jess and Archie came looking for me, and I told them to go and get security because "I'd rather be kicked out than pay this guy more!" Archie then tried to pay up for me, and I told him not to as a matter of principle. After a little while I was allowed to leave. It turns out that Archie paid for me when I wasn't looking. Rather embarrassing, but it was funny at the time. Actually, it is in hindsight too.
When we got to Heaven, it was a normal night out up until my friend took it upon himself to get up on stage for Porn Idol. We found it hilarious, but at the same time it was terribly awkward. He didn't win, but he got free drinks for the rest of the night haha. As the night went on, we were having a lot of fun and of course we ended up needing to use the bathroom again, so me and Charlie went together. When I was washing my hands I saw that the toilet attendant in there had my boyfriends aftershave again, and so I decided that it would be good to have a little top up. So I topped up my hairspray, left £1 and then went to reach for the bottle. Suddenly the toilet attendant screamed and snatched at the bottle before I had even managed to touch the thing. Charlie ran over and dragged me out, fearing that there would be a repeat of what had happened in G-A-Y Late. I'm not quite sure what I had done to provoke such a reaction from the attendant, but my friends wouldn't let me back into that bathroom all night so I never was able to find out. Bad karma, I suppose.
This post has gotten rather long, and I still have more I want to talk about. So I'm going to stop here and write another entry later today about going to see Batman and going to a fair at Strawberry Hill House. I'll even see if I can throw in some new music picks, too. :)
AB x
