Last night after getting back from the movie theater my friend, his bf, his sister, and I were getting in the elevator to go up to his apartment. This drunk older guy walked up and tried to walk on the elevator in front of us, then he held his hands out like he was Jesus and let us get on first... but he kept touching my friend's shoulder. When he got on the elevator behind me he kept touching me, too. I moved to the other side of the elevator. Drunk bastard.
