He can’t help it honey…

23 Apr

Years ago, I was in the restroom of a sports bar in Coppell, Tx.

The door opened and I could hear two women, one sobbing softly and the other one consoling her with the words, “he can’t help it honey, he’s male and he’s breathing”.

I remember chuckling to myself…and over the years, I’ve told people about the exchange.

On Wednesday night, I was dancing to Danny and Johnny at Urban Flats…and once again, I found myself in the restroom listening to two women, one sobbing softly and the other one consoling her.  This time though, I had walked in on them at the sinks, the one with her arms around the other who was crying.

As luck would have it, I wasn’t able to get to them in time to share my story before they left the room, but from what I had heard, I knew it was an appropriate time to share.

After washing my hands, I left the restroom and saw them standing near a table.   I went up and they noticed that I seemed to have something to say…  When I had shared the story with them, they were both laughing and the one who had been crying actually said “Thank you!”.

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