I believe it was very safe! It was controlled insanity!
She's kind of my manager, or at least the mother hen there, and she told me that the other gal was upset at me for the underwear comments. It was the seventies, and you could see the outline of the disco biscuit against the polyester pants on the asses of half the guys in the bar. No, I can't address the outage nor can I give you an ETA because no one has provided me with an escalation path, a contact, or a procedure. We had a great time except for the extremely loud Jack Johnson imitator.
It was a car wash, but everyone who worked there was an ex con, and two people got killed on the job in the two months he was there. I'm not going to get my ass shot off for an artificial bugle sound. Let me tell you that's the best thing I heard all day, that you said he was "soft".
One of my new dealbreakers is seeing someone in a chicken suit during the interview.