all the weird shit happens at 11:59

Just as I'm ready to leave work and head out for my bus some drunk guy comes in and messes everything up. First of all, the on-caller at the door buzzes him in, thinking he belongs here. He doesn't. Second, he's drunk and feeling very entitled. He argued with us when we explained that we are not a hotel, even though our sign still says we are. Drunk people with entitlement issues tend to think we're lying when we explain that it's a historic building and we leave "hotel" on the sign for that reason. Trust me, drunk people. We're not lying.

Then he wanted a bathroom. I know, we seem like monsters, but we are private housing with vulnerable clientelle and we do not let drunk jerks in off the street to use the bathroom. Sorry. That made him even more mad. We finally convinced him to walk back out the door, but then he just stood there on the other side of the glass staring in at us and telling us how illegal we are. Um. No. Whatever.

So I called the cops on him. Sorry dude, but you can't just stand there in our doorway scaring our clients and keeping me hostage. Now I have to walk to my bus in a few minutes and hopefully the cops will have come by then so he doesn't stalk me all the way to the bus-stop. I think I can take him, but I'd rather not have to, you know what I mean?