I know you deal with lots of drunk idiots in your line of work – sorry for being one of them on Friday night. I was the chick who had no idea I sliced my foot open on the dance floor until the end of the night – I just wanted to say thanks for helping me out and wrapping my foot up. In case you’re wondering the cut wasn’t as bad as all that blood made it look.
—Very Appreciative Bar patron !
This article appears in Jul 9-15, 2009.