Drunk Dude Totally Misses The Boobs

Hello hello again, Katiedid poking her head back out for another tale from the depths of McHell.

Now this story is from way back on New Years Eve. It's a story about how sometimes drunk customers aren't annoying, but funny as hell, big shock, right?

So to set the story I must first point out that I'm fairly well-endowed and our uniforms are fairly form-fitting, so it's not hard to tell. I should also say though that I have very short hair, normally buzzed down, but allowed to grow in the winter. So there's your background, now let's take a trip back in time to New Year's Eve.

It was about ten at night and a taxi full of drunken partiers pulled into the drive-thru. Everything was normal until they drove up to my window to pay. The taxi door opened and an obviously drunk man leans out and says...

Drunk Guy: Well hey there, how ya doing buddy?

I handed him the debit machine and replied: Pretty good, can't complain, how about you?

Drunk Guy: Oh I'm great, thanks dude!

He started pressing the buttons on the debit machine and kept talking, and that was where things get really funny, at least to me

Drunk: You're pretty short aren't you, you're just a little guy!

I saw his wife in the seat next to him start to howl with laughter at his comment.

Me, being me, I decided to have a little fun, so I smile really wide at him and reply: Oh well, I'm five foot six, which is pretty average for a woman

I swear his eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets, and he started stuttering apologies while everyone else in the taxi was laughing at him. I just waved the apologies off, wasn't the first time I've been mistaken for a guy, won't be the last.

That guy made my night though, and I finished my shift feeling happy. So thanks drunk drive thru guy, for mistaking me for a man!

--Katiedid

Comments

[The Last Archimedean]

I've been drunk off my @$$ before but never to the point where I couldn't tell whether someone I'm looking at is male or female. With me, drinking removes my inhibitions and the filter separating my thoughts from my mouth, so if I was unattached at the time and that drunk [and the rest of you was as curvy as your chest] I'd have been hitting on you something fierce.

Back when I was a student, I hit on the 6'2", 250-pounds-of-solid-muscle star of the softball team. She wrenched my arm behind my back and twisted. I couldn't lift my arm above my shoulder for a week.

That was the last time I got drunk.

[Chicajojobe]

Never been mistaken for a man. According to my brother, he's often mistaken for a woman. I never believed him when he said it happened all the time until I was there to witness it.
A man came up behind us and said, "Excuse me, ladies."
We both turned and it was hilarious watching him quickly sputter out, "Sorry...guy."

It makes some sense though because my bro is short and has long hair. In your case, though I'm guessing that guy was just an idiot because it doesn't sound like you look like a man at all.