Don Juanabbe
Master Don Juan
I've come to that conclusion. They repulse me. You know why? Because I see what I was. I see a part of myself and I hate it. Even though I'd still rate myself as a recovering AFC, I've come a long way.
I've been hanging around this sportsbar. I get a lot of attention from some of the waitresses there. I've worked through a couple of them. They all talk too each other too, I'm sure. It's funny. Problem is, this sportsbar has a cast of regulars that are coked up losers. I've been **** blocked by a couple of them. Literally and blatantly **** blocked. I've been threatened by a couple of them too. I've had run ins with them from time to time that verged on physical confrontations, and I'm not a small wimpy ass guy like some of these fvcktards.
You should see what these guys do to try to hit on the waitresses there. They compliment them like crazy. Kiss their asses. Buy them presents. Kiss their hands. Hug them. Tell them how wonderful they are, and they get NOTHING. EVER. They take them out on expensive dates or buy them drinks after work, and get strung along like complete tossers.
My problem now is there's a contingent of them that notice the attention I get and now want to beat my ass. One of the other guys that knows them and is a bit of an operator himself took me aside and summed it up for me, when I asked him why these guys in this 'boys' club hate me so much: He said jealousy. The leader of their group of guys hates you because you're young, good looking, and have a good repor with the ladies in there.
Isn't that pathetic? I now have to watch my back around coked up losers. I usually work alone, but I'm now seeing the added benefit of having a wing - so you can watch each others backs against jealous, loser AFC arseholes.
Watch your 6, my Don Juanian friends. You may not know who you're pissing off!!
Cheers.
I've been hanging around this sportsbar. I get a lot of attention from some of the waitresses there. I've worked through a couple of them. They all talk too each other too, I'm sure. It's funny. Problem is, this sportsbar has a cast of regulars that are coked up losers. I've been **** blocked by a couple of them. Literally and blatantly **** blocked. I've been threatened by a couple of them too. I've had run ins with them from time to time that verged on physical confrontations, and I'm not a small wimpy ass guy like some of these fvcktards.
You should see what these guys do to try to hit on the waitresses there. They compliment them like crazy. Kiss their asses. Buy them presents. Kiss their hands. Hug them. Tell them how wonderful they are, and they get NOTHING. EVER. They take them out on expensive dates or buy them drinks after work, and get strung along like complete tossers.
My problem now is there's a contingent of them that notice the attention I get and now want to beat my ass. One of the other guys that knows them and is a bit of an operator himself took me aside and summed it up for me, when I asked him why these guys in this 'boys' club hate me so much: He said jealousy. The leader of their group of guys hates you because you're young, good looking, and have a good repor with the ladies in there.
Isn't that pathetic? I now have to watch my back around coked up losers. I usually work alone, but I'm now seeing the added benefit of having a wing - so you can watch each others backs against jealous, loser AFC arseholes.
Watch your 6, my Don Juanian friends. You may not know who you're pissing off!!
Cheers.