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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=473575" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Demise Of A Doorman</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=473575" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The Demise of a Doorman </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=473575" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Eric Ericson, ex wrestler, was staying at my boardinghouse. <br>He had a job as a doorman (bouncer) at a local nightspot, <br>but was fired for drinking on the job and could no longer <br>pay for his room. I told him, with heavy heart, that he had<br>to leave next day at noon. I went up to his room at eleven<br>asked if I could drive him somewhere? Say, the bus station.<br>Eric sat on a chair looking out of the window, it was a nice<br>spring day and the mild breeze made the curtains flap like<br>sails did on boats in the bay. He civilly thanked me, said he <br>wasn’t going far. At precisely twelve a cold shudder went <br>through the sleepy house and I froze not wanting to know<br>what the wobble could mean. Half past twelve I went up to <br>his room, Eric, the quiet man, hung from the end of a rope.<br>The curtains billowed it had been such a beautiful day.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Oskar+Hansen">Oskar Hansen</a></strong></div>

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