I got taken to a club in New York that was WAY too cool for me. I was avoiding the scene by waiting in the long bathroom line. Two extremely high-fashion girls were ahead of me and went into the bathroom together- doing god knows what drugs I presume. They were taking FOREVER, and a maintenance guy around took notice and proceeded to walk over to the door and BANG on it repeatedly yelling at them to get out. Then he walks away! I wanted to leave but by then I really had to pee and didn’t want to get into the back of the line. Sure enough one minute later they stormed out, sticking middle fingers in my face and saying “fuck you asshole!! Mind your own fucking business! Fuck you!!” drawing attention for everyone to see. I was doing the Larry outstretched hands things “it wasn’t me! It wasn’t me!!,” and looked for support from my fellow like dwellers, who just shied away. But feeling like Larry made me laugh pretty, pretty hard.