Hmmm...
I've finished my first week in bartending school.
I feel much more educated about liquor and liqueurs..
all facets...its amazing stuff
and i'm trying pretty damn hard to remember about 100 recipes in a week...lol
and i did well on my pouring...i'll be praticing that a lot next week.
i'm exhausted today, though.
i was up very late last night...commence story mode...
Berk and I decided to go down to the pool and jacuzzi last night and we are relaxing...We meet these 4 ppl...very interesting kids and then an older guy comes into the jacuzzi. He kind of has a very preppy appearance and I found him utterly attractive. Upon first judgement, though, I assumed a person with all of my tattoos and piercings would not be found attractive by him, so I kinda just chilled, stayed loud and basically said, fuck impressing him. so going back and forth between the pool and jacuzzi, I end up sitting next to him... we ended up talking and talking and talking. I could tell his life story. He was actually very interested in my tattoos and said he had a girlfriend in college who had a sleeve, chestpiece and a few piercings and the reason he has none is because he is Jewish and he wanted to be buried in a Jewish cemetary. So, at about 11p.m. we decide, let's just walk to the beach...fuck it, it's late, we're already soaked and there wasnt anything else on our minds to do. I say, well let's use the bathroom first...when I come out, he is sitting in a chair, waiting and says, "Why don't we just go upstairs for a glass of wine?" I agreed, since we were having a conversation about wine earlier. We go to his apartment and he opens a nice chardonnay and we sit and talk some more. somehow, the conversation turned to my insomnia(sidenote: he had been making a lot of sexual jokes already, but I was ignoring them and taking them as just jokes) and he was like watch. He took me to his room, had me lay down in bed and gave me his blanket, explaining that when he was a child, he got his blanket from his stepdad and he has never had another since. Blah blah. and then he lays down. I knew he was tired as hell, so I was like, okay....Don't try and get fresh. So, we keep talking. I keep poking him in the side so he will stay awake. He begins to get a little more touchy feely, but I'm like whatever...I called him out and refered to him acting like a man, blahblah. of course the topic of sex came up and i explained that i was into a more intense than usual sex. he was like...oh...well...
anyways. to get to the point. he kinda offered me to be his sexual object. i played along rather than be like, fuck you, and was like...I have a few rules if I decide to do this...laid those out. and then he gets up on his knees and pulls me up. he tells me...."get your prize" i'm like...HUH!?!?....he kept repeating it to me, and it finally made sense when he was like, "suck my dick" i was like....AHAHHHAHAHAHAHAHAH...and made fun of his old man lingo. I then said I would never do anything with him unless I shook his hand and decided to do these things..making me fully in control.
I left a little while late. I wasted about 4 hours of my life with this douchebag.
and i feel bad, cause i'll never get it back and he is going to be in the building for about another week.
but
i got a good laugh at his stupid man-ness
amen
hallelujah
jesus loves the babies
I've finished my first week in bartending school.
I feel much more educated about liquor and liqueurs..
all facets...its amazing stuff
and i'm trying pretty damn hard to remember about 100 recipes in a week...lol
and i did well on my pouring...i'll be praticing that a lot next week.
i'm exhausted today, though.
i was up very late last night...commence story mode...
Berk and I decided to go down to the pool and jacuzzi last night and we are relaxing...We meet these 4 ppl...very interesting kids and then an older guy comes into the jacuzzi. He kind of has a very preppy appearance and I found him utterly attractive. Upon first judgement, though, I assumed a person with all of my tattoos and piercings would not be found attractive by him, so I kinda just chilled, stayed loud and basically said, fuck impressing him. so going back and forth between the pool and jacuzzi, I end up sitting next to him... we ended up talking and talking and talking. I could tell his life story. He was actually very interested in my tattoos and said he had a girlfriend in college who had a sleeve, chestpiece and a few piercings and the reason he has none is because he is Jewish and he wanted to be buried in a Jewish cemetary. So, at about 11p.m. we decide, let's just walk to the beach...fuck it, it's late, we're already soaked and there wasnt anything else on our minds to do. I say, well let's use the bathroom first...when I come out, he is sitting in a chair, waiting and says, "Why don't we just go upstairs for a glass of wine?" I agreed, since we were having a conversation about wine earlier. We go to his apartment and he opens a nice chardonnay and we sit and talk some more. somehow, the conversation turned to my insomnia(sidenote: he had been making a lot of sexual jokes already, but I was ignoring them and taking them as just jokes) and he was like watch. He took me to his room, had me lay down in bed and gave me his blanket, explaining that when he was a child, he got his blanket from his stepdad and he has never had another since. Blah blah. and then he lays down. I knew he was tired as hell, so I was like, okay....Don't try and get fresh. So, we keep talking. I keep poking him in the side so he will stay awake. He begins to get a little more touchy feely, but I'm like whatever...I called him out and refered to him acting like a man, blahblah. of course the topic of sex came up and i explained that i was into a more intense than usual sex. he was like...oh...well...
anyways. to get to the point. he kinda offered me to be his sexual object. i played along rather than be like, fuck you, and was like...I have a few rules if I decide to do this...laid those out. and then he gets up on his knees and pulls me up. he tells me...."get your prize" i'm like...HUH!?!?....he kept repeating it to me, and it finally made sense when he was like, "suck my dick" i was like....AHAHHHAHAHAHAHAHAH...and made fun of his old man lingo. I then said I would never do anything with him unless I shook his hand and decided to do these things..making me fully in control.
I left a little while late. I wasted about 4 hours of my life with this douchebag.
and i feel bad, cause i'll never get it back and he is going to be in the building for about another week.
but
i got a good laugh at his stupid man-ness
amen
hallelujah
jesus loves the babies
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theecontender:
Besides said man-lame-ness. I am glad you are killing it in bartend school. Study hard, that's all that matters! You are gonna make a killing!
scartissue:
hahaha.. thats some weak sauce right there....<joke> see, never trust the jews! </joke>