Last night at work, we had some young people walk in, dressed up in costume. I initially though they were on their way to a costume party, but as it turned out, they were going to a Burning Man after party. One was a dressed as a rat, with oversized ears and a long curled tail...I couldn't help but giggle. I mean, it's not something you see everyday, a rat waltzing into the bar of a high end restaurant with 3 scantly dressed martian women hanging off him, followed by 2 men in monkey suits with briefcases labeled "going places." These briefcases btw, were filled with diapers (??).
One of the martian women carried a stuffed dog, and demonstrated to a couple being seated at the host stand, it's battery operated humping motion, in fact right on the gentleman's arm. Something that normally would have been so humorous to me in private, became so appalling. After seating that couple (celebrating a wedding anniversary), I saw the same girl spank our assistant manager on the ass as se was seating another couple. I couldn't believed what was going on, and our assistant manager didn't seem to mind so much. Once they left, a diaper filled chocolate pudding was discovered in the bar-gross!.
Here's my deal: I have nothing against alternative lifestyle. In fact, I have high hopes to someday witness Burning Man for myself. Burning Man serves as an outlet from society, and I think that's a beautiful thing. It's not so great when Burning Man is brought into a fine-dining experience, where others might feel uncomfortable. The last thing I want to be is intolerant, but I think it's unfair to be so intrusive to those who can't identify with alternative lifestyle. This type of behavior in an upscale restaurant serves no basis.
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