• always envy the dead,  Non-Fiction

    The Worst Tip Line of All Time

    Tip lines are a tricky thing. A tip line, in case you can’t figure it out, is the joke or witty comment you use to let your group know that you graciously accept tips for your work. Most jobs that are tip-based don’t need a tip line because it’s common knowledge that giving the worker a little gratuity, is the proper thing to do (think bartender, server, uber driver), but unfortunately, tour guides don’t fall into that category. Perhaps it’s because there are some tour guides who work at places where tipping isn’t allowed (these are usually prestigious places like Thomas Jefferson’s house and such). Or perhaps it’s because not…

  • always envy the dead,  Non-Fiction,  Uncategorized

    The Audacity of the Pisser

    When I tell people that one time, in the middle of a tour, a man in my group unzipped his fly and began to urniate right then and there, I usually get the same response: “That only happened one time?” And yeah, har har, I get it. All you have to do is take a stroll down Bourbon Street and let the wafts of urine-scented sidewalks invade your nostrils to know that public urination isn’t exactly a rarity in this weird world I work in.  BUT… just to answer that question: yes, it only happened one time, thank you very much. Because even drunk tourists generally know it’s not okay…

  • always envy the dead,  Non-Fiction,  patreon

    The Second Line and the Storm

    I can’t be sure (this was a couple years ago after all) but I don’t think this took place on a weekend night. I think it was on some random Tuesday or Wednesday. The quarter was hardly busy at all, anyway, that much I know for sure. Even Bourbon Street was rather barren, all things considered. I was just about halfway through a ghost tour, with a decent sized group of twenty two. It was a fine group. Not too wild, but with enough enthusiasm to make sure things wouldn’t get too boring for me. Of course, as I’ve said before, I had no clue how generous the group would…