t3chmonkey

So I did something dumb.

Took my compadre to the strip club that's literally across the street from my little office because I wanted to do something on a saturday and it was the closest bar to us.

Bought him several secret room lap dances as I made my way through my beers and his, refusing the advances of the strippers that chanced by. I never had a lap dance. It's an industry. It's a job. Why would I care any more than they do? To me, it was just an evening of expensive drinks and even more expensive entertaining for him.

Now I'm x amount in the hole for his stupid happy grin and that much less towards procuring a real apartment as opposed to the sleeping bag I'm enjoying at the kindly benefactors house I'm abusing.

And even his stupid grin wasn't worth the cost incurred. Several drinks later and his truth-in-wine revealed that he's ready to move back to the midwest and leave me out here alone. Though, honestly I don't think that's such a bad idea for him. He's encountered nothing but a string of bad luck since he's crossed the state lines. Me? I'm doing okay. Decent job. Little bit of wallet funds. Opportunities abound. Not so with him. I wouldn't blame him.

So maybe that was my send off for him.
Maybe that was my expensive goodbye.
Maybe it wasn't dumb. But as my accountant, I disagree.