backbreaker
Master Don Juan
I had typed this out and as I hit post, the site went up for maintenance and I did not want to type all this out again, but I would be doing a disservice by not posting this, I feel I somewhat owe it to the forum. oh this is good lol.
Started Wednesday. Some background, I live in Monrovia, CA which is outside of LA. I leased out my company about a month ago, right now I am in the process of basically training my assistant to take over sales, something I agreed to do, and something she wants to do (more money for her). She should double her salary when it's all said and done and she can do my job for the most part as it is, but selling websites is an artform that I have perfected over the last 3 years and the key to my entire business.
Anyway, I don't have an office. Every last one of my programmers outside my assistant lives in a different state. no need. wasted income, i work from my work room at home. When I HAVE to met someone, i go to the offical meeting place, lol, starbucks.
I agreed to meet with my assistant for the next 2 months for 3 hours a day and made a game plan of what i was going to walk her through. We actually tarted last week so this Wednesday was the 2nd time i was meeting her.
anyway.. and this is important. I am the definition of a gym snob, I will only go to he best, and the best is about 30 minutes from home. Hell my fiancee goes there she knows what gym I go to.
Okay, she lives in an apartment about 10 minutes away from where we met. So I left the gym, threw on some clothes and met her at starbucks.
Trying to paint the picture here. As I have said before, my assistant is not ugly. To be 40 she's actually pretty. She'd be a solid 7 by this board's standards.
Okay, so we are sitting there and I'm trying to show her how to do what, using my laptop, so she's sitting next to me.
So, when my fiancee walked in starbucks, I was actually happy to see her. I mean what are the ****ing odds, come sit down for a minute, she had never met my assistant. She never met my son either and I would have liked for her to see my son.
Anyway it took me a few seconds to really grasp the situation after i saw the look on her face and she stormed out back to the car.. I was like oh. ****. this is going to be fun.
I was not in the wrong, so I finished what I came there for. Me doing what I am do ng is how you are able to drive off in your convertible Mercedes while not working. That took about another hour.
I had cut off my phone. I know my fiancee, like me, we are pretty easy going but when we snap,. we SNAP and when i cut on my phone i had like 10 missed calls. she had invented ****ing words to call me lol.
anyway, i walk in the house not knowing what to expect and trying to see how to play this, i mean, i really did not do ****, I mean I would tell you guys if I was, and i'm not. this **** came straight out of curb your enthusiasm.
Okay, she lives in an apartment about 10 mintues away from where we met. So I left the gym, threw on some clothes and met her at starbucks.
Trying to paint the picture here. As I have said before, my assistant is not ugly. To be 40 she's actually pretty. She'd be a solid 7 by this board's standards.
Okay, so we are sitting there and I'm trying to show her how to do what, using my laptop, so she's sitting next to me.
So, when my fiancee walked in starbucks, I was actually happy to see her. I mean what are the ****ing odds, come sit down for a minute, she had never met my assistant. She never met my son either and I would have liked for her to see my son.
Anyway it took me a few seconds to really grasp the situation after i saw the look on her face and she stormed out back to the car.. I was like oh. ****. this is going to be fun.
I was not in the wrong, so I finished what I came there for. Me doing what I am do ng is how you are able to drive off in your convertible Mercedes while not working. That took about another hour.
I had cut off my phone. I know my fiancee, like me, we are pretty easy going but when we snap,. we SNAP and when i cut on my phone i had like 10 missed calls. she had invented ****ing words to call me lol.
anyway, i walk in the house not knowing what to expect and trying to see how to play this, i mean, i really did not do ****, I mean I would tell you guys if I was, and i'm not. this **** came straight out of curb your enthusiasm.
So i get home and the first thing i do is tell her to come talk to me, we need to d scuss the 800 pound guerrilla in the room. I could go the "***** dont' question what I do" route but I do love the woman and frankly,. some things need explaining, this being one of them. while I didn't' do anything wrong I would have made it worse by going that route.
So, she walks at me crying, balling really and I hadn't gotten 2 words out my mouth and she just slaps the living **** out of me. Like if you could write a book for "how to slap the **** out of a man for dummies", this would have been one of the picture examples, she meant that ****.
Now, that tested me a little. in 3 years, we have gotten in a few spats, nothing EXTREMELY serious, but i could tell this was going there. Ironically, or not, the last "big" argument we got into was she thinking I was flirting a little too much with a waitress at a restaurant.
She actually busted my lip she hit me so hard. I am surprised at how well I handled that situation and the only way I did, was I kept reminding myself.. how the **** would you react if you walked in starbucks and saw your girl sitting plump next to a very attractive man laughing and having a good time. We say what we do but emotions get the best of us and she was very emotional so I cut her a ****load of slack.
anyway, after about 10 minutes of hearing it, I finally calmed her down and explained what had happened. You could see the "oh ****" look on her face because my explanation just made too much sense. The times added up, it was perfectly plauable, and she knew i had a female assistant I had told her before she's ugly, not, oh i want to **** her not ugly but hey, she's not a bad looking woman. She really has become more of the mother I never had, we are very close in a motherly/son type of way actually. when I feel like ranting now she is the first person I call and visa versa. She knows how much I respect my assistant, she just didn't know THAT WAS HER.
anyway, after I calm her down I call my assistant and she wanted to know how much **** I took, and I took a picture of my busted lip and showed it to her lol. She got on the phone and told her hey, that was me there, you have nothing to worry about, your man is not cheating on you.
I learned alot. First, my girl is a ****ing solider lol. I like that. I mean, the busted lip ****ing sucks (not really i've done worse to myself), for you guys wondering why I always talk about my fiancee, that woman cares about me, alot. If you could see the look on her face when she saw me and see how relived she was when she knew I wasn't cheating.
One of the things that kinda initially made her stand out from the pac of women i was screwing back in the day, is that i spotted ealry on that she had a backbone and was not afraid of letting me know when she though I was wrong or in the wrong. I hqae a way of inteimeating people, my demanor, and she doesn't give a damn, she will tell it like it is.
We got to talking once things calmed down, and the more she started explaining I was like damn you know.. yeah I can see where you were coming from, I mean, what guy goes to starbucks all the way across the other side of LA when there is a starbucks literarly, 2 blocks away from him, when he isn't cheating?
Then she said she often wonders what I am doing but doesn't want to ask becuase she does trust me but she does care about me and has often pondered why I am not as open with my schedule (Because truth be told, she doesn't give a **** what i am doing, what she does give a **** about is am i ****ing someone else.. if i walked out the door and said hey babe, i'm going to the gym, i promise you I won't **** anyone while i'm gone" she would be perfectly content with what else I did in the day. women don't give a **** what you are doing, they give a **** who you are doing.)
Started Wednesday. Some background, I live in Monrovia, CA which is outside of LA. I leased out my company about a month ago, right now I am in the process of basically training my assistant to take over sales, something I agreed to do, and something she wants to do (more money for her). She should double her salary when it's all said and done and she can do my job for the most part as it is, but selling websites is an artform that I have perfected over the last 3 years and the key to my entire business.
Anyway, I don't have an office. Every last one of my programmers outside my assistant lives in a different state. no need. wasted income, i work from my work room at home. When I HAVE to met someone, i go to the offical meeting place, lol, starbucks.
I agreed to meet with my assistant for the next 2 months for 3 hours a day and made a game plan of what i was going to walk her through. We actually tarted last week so this Wednesday was the 2nd time i was meeting her.
anyway.. and this is important. I am the definition of a gym snob, I will only go to he best, and the best is about 30 minutes from home. Hell my fiancee goes there she knows what gym I go to.
Okay, she lives in an apartment about 10 minutes away from where we met. So I left the gym, threw on some clothes and met her at starbucks.
Trying to paint the picture here. As I have said before, my assistant is not ugly. To be 40 she's actually pretty. She'd be a solid 7 by this board's standards.
Okay, so we are sitting there and I'm trying to show her how to do what, using my laptop, so she's sitting next to me.
So, when my fiancee walked in starbucks, I was actually happy to see her. I mean what are the ****ing odds, come sit down for a minute, she had never met my assistant. She never met my son either and I would have liked for her to see my son.
Anyway it took me a few seconds to really grasp the situation after i saw the look on her face and she stormed out back to the car.. I was like oh. ****. this is going to be fun.
I was not in the wrong, so I finished what I came there for. Me doing what I am do ng is how you are able to drive off in your convertible Mercedes while not working. That took about another hour.
I had cut off my phone. I know my fiancee, like me, we are pretty easy going but when we snap,. we SNAP and when i cut on my phone i had like 10 missed calls. she had invented ****ing words to call me lol.
anyway, i walk in the house not knowing what to expect and trying to see how to play this, i mean, i really did not do ****, I mean I would tell you guys if I was, and i'm not. this **** came straight out of curb your enthusiasm.
Okay, she lives in an apartment about 10 mintues away from where we met. So I left the gym, threw on some clothes and met her at starbucks.
Trying to paint the picture here. As I have said before, my assistant is not ugly. To be 40 she's actually pretty. She'd be a solid 7 by this board's standards.
Okay, so we are sitting there and I'm trying to show her how to do what, using my laptop, so she's sitting next to me.
So, when my fiancee walked in starbucks, I was actually happy to see her. I mean what are the ****ing odds, come sit down for a minute, she had never met my assistant. She never met my son either and I would have liked for her to see my son.
Anyway it took me a few seconds to really grasp the situation after i saw the look on her face and she stormed out back to the car.. I was like oh. ****. this is going to be fun.
I was not in the wrong, so I finished what I came there for. Me doing what I am do ng is how you are able to drive off in your convertible Mercedes while not working. That took about another hour.
I had cut off my phone. I know my fiancee, like me, we are pretty easy going but when we snap,. we SNAP and when i cut on my phone i had like 10 missed calls. she had invented ****ing words to call me lol.
anyway, i walk in the house not knowing what to expect and trying to see how to play this, i mean, i really did not do ****, I mean I would tell you guys if I was, and i'm not. this **** came straight out of curb your enthusiasm.
So i get home and the first thing i do is tell her to come talk to me, we need to d scuss the 800 pound guerrilla in the room. I could go the "***** dont' question what I do" route but I do love the woman and frankly,. some things need explaining, this being one of them. while I didn't' do anything wrong I would have made it worse by going that route.
So, she walks at me crying, balling really and I hadn't gotten 2 words out my mouth and she just slaps the living **** out of me. Like if you could write a book for "how to slap the **** out of a man for dummies", this would have been one of the picture examples, she meant that ****.
Now, that tested me a little. in 3 years, we have gotten in a few spats, nothing EXTREMELY serious, but i could tell this was going there. Ironically, or not, the last "big" argument we got into was she thinking I was flirting a little too much with a waitress at a restaurant.
She actually busted my lip she hit me so hard. I am surprised at how well I handled that situation and the only way I did, was I kept reminding myself.. how the **** would you react if you walked in starbucks and saw your girl sitting plump next to a very attractive man laughing and having a good time. We say what we do but emotions get the best of us and she was very emotional so I cut her a ****load of slack.
anyway, after about 10 minutes of hearing it, I finally calmed her down and explained what had happened. You could see the "oh ****" look on her face because my explanation just made too much sense. The times added up, it was perfectly plauable, and she knew i had a female assistant I had told her before she's ugly, not, oh i want to **** her not ugly but hey, she's not a bad looking woman. She really has become more of the mother I never had, we are very close in a motherly/son type of way actually. when I feel like ranting now she is the first person I call and visa versa. She knows how much I respect my assistant, she just didn't know THAT WAS HER.
anyway, after I calm her down I call my assistant and she wanted to know how much **** I took, and I took a picture of my busted lip and showed it to her lol. She got on the phone and told her hey, that was me there, you have nothing to worry about, your man is not cheating on you.
I learned alot. First, my girl is a ****ing solider lol. I like that. I mean, the busted lip ****ing sucks (not really i've done worse to myself), for you guys wondering why I always talk about my fiancee, that woman cares about me, alot. If you could see the look on her face when she saw me and see how relived she was when she knew I wasn't cheating.
One of the things that kinda initially made her stand out from the pac of women i was screwing back in the day, is that i spotted ealry on that she had a backbone and was not afraid of letting me know when she though I was wrong or in the wrong. I hqae a way of inteimeating people, my demanor, and she doesn't give a damn, she will tell it like it is.
We got to talking once things calmed down, and the more she started explaining I was like damn you know.. yeah I can see where you were coming from, I mean, what guy goes to starbucks all the way across the other side of LA when there is a starbucks literarly, 2 blocks away from him, when he isn't cheating?
Then she said she often wonders what I am doing but doesn't want to ask becuase she does trust me but she does care about me and has often pondered why I am not as open with my schedule (Because truth be told, she doesn't give a **** what i am doing, what she does give a **** about is am i ****ing someone else.. if i walked out the door and said hey babe, i'm going to the gym, i promise you I won't **** anyone while i'm gone" she would be perfectly content with what else I did in the day. women don't give a **** what you are doing, they give a **** who you are doing.)
