While we're wandering down memory lane... and talking about people who were not so bright...
One night I was working at the bar... it was a "fetish" night, so clientele was a sort of anything goes. At some point during the night I'd met some woman who wanted to go home with me, so I had her wait around while we closed up... this was common, and usually at about 3am it was just us 6 or 7 bartenders/barbacks/security and a5 or 6 "friends" (sometimes it would get a bit more crowded, but not every night)... either hook-ups or girlfriends... They would chill at the bar with a beer while we closed down, counted tips and had a beer ourselves.
Anyway... I had started getting a hinky feeling about this woman near the end of the night. I hadn't really spoken to her at all the entire night (I was working)... so other than the few sentences exchanged to indicate she wanted to go home with me... I didn't know much about her. But as it got later and the crowds lessened, I had more opportunity to talk to her. I don't know what she said... can't remember.... but I recall thinking to myself that it was already too late to line up a different hook up, so I may as well do this one.
So, after we kick everyone else out... we're closing down the bar... having our drinks... just chatting... this woman is asking the group about the bar and I realize she's just... not smart. And I can tell once Corey picks up on it (the Must guy). I can see it in his eyes... because even though he wasn't the brightest, he knew how to play off people. For some reason, the bar owner had come up (the owner of the bar was a gay Cuban immigrant from the Castro era) and this woman exclaimed, with bright, wide eyes "The owner is GAY?" Corey just smiles and says "Nah... he's Cuban"... and I will never forget her reply, as I just had to shake my head and chug my beer... "Are ALL Cubans GAY?"
Corey.... bless his heart just looked her straight in the eye and said "Yeah... and so are the Lebanese".
I tried shuffling her out of there pretty quickly after that so I could get laid and never have to hear her talk again... unfortunately, she kept showing up to the bar (and once my doorstep) after that night. I think Corey slept with her a bit after I told her I wasn't going to again.