Chelsea Wildness - This Ain't no Holiday Inn: Down and Out at the Chelsea Hotel 1980-1995 - page 36

a lot of money at the time, and I bought her a bouquet and some champagne. But
when I got there, she was lying up in her loft in a bitchy mood! So there was no
date. She did, however, take the flowers and the champagne. That's how I ended
up with this chick Marilyn.
Neicy had closed me out, so I was sitting down in the lobby thinking, “What
am I going to do now?” And this woman Marilyn comes along, all flirty. It was
like the last catch of the day or something!
Marilyn was ugly as sin, but she did herself up to look like Marilyn Monroe,
and she had this cute little Marilyn act about her. No one else was around, so
suddenly I was hooked up with Marilyn. She wanted to party, so I said, “Oh, I
just got back from Florida and I found this new drink called Sex on the Beach.”
Some kind of peach brandy mixed with a liqueur. We found all the ingredients
and went up to her apartment and started getting drunk. She had a fire escape
right outside her window, which she treated as if it were her balcony. So Marilyn
and I went out on the fire escape, having a picnic and getting casual out there
with our drinks.
Allofasudden,shewasreallyloaded.ShestartedactingasthoughIwastry-
ing to come onto her sexually, and she wasn't going for it. But I wasn't coming
on to her at all! Even so, she went inside from the fire escape and shut the win-
dow and locked it. All of a sudden I was stuck outside on the fire escape! On the
8th floor! She wouldn't let me in and it was dark outside.
I started creeping down the fire escape, but I tripped over somebody's flower
pots. And then I just fell, I fell off the fire escape! I landed on the roof of the
churchnextdoor.It'sincredible becauseIwaswearinganecklace madeofsilver
baubles—they looked like big ball bearings but they were hollow. These baubles
dropped off and fell all the way down to the alley. The top of the church was at
the level of the Chelsea's sixth floor. I fell from the 8th floor to the 6th floor, and
landed on my back, bent over the top of a chain link fence that ran alongside the
church roof's edge. The fence kind of sprung me flat on my face and I passed
out. Later, I woke up on the roof. The fence pole was totally bent.
It was a miracle—I was so close to the edge. Then I looked down and saw
my necklace lying shattered all the way down in the alley six floors below. 26
MybackwasreallyscrewedupsoItriedtosuetheChelseaHotel.Mylawyer
confronted Stanley about it, and Stanley told him that I had no business being
out on the fire escape in the first place. And I thought I was going to get rich or
something.
Instead, they said, “We're going to countersue.”