First of all, what are you doing in a place like this, for Pete’s sake? Back in the day, when I would occasionally visit peeler bars, there you were, some intimidating-looking black guy in the washroom selling cheap colognes and such, coming near me to spritz me with a water / cheap cologne mixture, or to try to hand me a paper towel after I washed my hands.
Now, you’re a young Millennial white hipster-looking guy in a washroom in an upscale hotel, on the floor of the hotel occupied mostly by a restaurant that’s Canada’s biggest steakhouse chain, but still the same deal; some idiot loser trying to sell stuff I don’t want to buy. I can buy cologne if I want it, or not buy it, elsewhere; if I wanted it, I’d have already bought it. I can reach the paper towel roll myself, or the hand dryer; I don’t need you offering me paper towels.
Why do I have to firmly but politely say ‘no thank you!’ to you, yet you act like I’m a jerk and mouth off under your breath at me?
You entitlement-mentality little Millennial hipster asshole!
You and your ilk are the lowest scum of salesmen.
Most people selling you something have stores, restaurants, offices, etc., which one can choose to go into if in the market for a particular good / service – or not go into, if not interested.
Others may try to phone people, which one can still simply ignore.
Others come to one’s door; one can always just not answer.
But you, like a homeless squeegee-armed twit trying to wash my windshield at an intersection, you force me to say no to you, because you try to force your services on me.
Yes, you’re as bad as those squeegee homeless assholes.
People need to piss / shit, sometimes before returning to their own rooms; they don’t need some asshole trying to force his business upon them.
What is this, some Third World city outdoors with street urchins, or gypsies in some east European capital coming up to people trying to sell them shit? (Truly First World places should not have such problems.)
P.S. Hotel, you’ve lost any potential future business of mine that you otherwise might have gotten. Classy establishments do not have their washrooms attended to like that of a peeler bar. Peeler bars are not classy places, even if Yank ones bill themselves ‘gentlemen’s clubs’, a dumbass phrase if I ever heard one which we thankfully don’t use much up here in the Great White North. Peeler bars apparently rely on the presence of such people to act as free security, stopping drug use, fights, sex in washroom stalls. Classy hotels shouldn’t need that; people can have sex or do drugs discreetly in their rooms, they should be of a class that don’t get into fisticuffs; if just visiting the restaurant, they can go outside to fight or home to do drugs / sex.