waider | two more things

Static electricity will be the death of me.

I appear to have an incredibly powerful weirdo/gay magnet running, and I've no idea how to switch it off. Dammit.

Freakiest example of item two so far has been the guy who sat next to me at the bar with his wife, and by way of conversation repeatedly used the word "gay" and the phrase "fuckyou" (yes, as if it were all one word) and had about him the demeanour of someone who, while not a mafioso himself, has watched far too many gangster movies. He left after a drink, came back by himself, and got pissed off when I switched to talking to the (German) girls next to me in French once I'd established that he didn't understand the language himself.