Saturday, November 21, 2009
I don't know what it is, but I have this uncanny ability to get people to tell me things. I guess it's because people think that since I blurt things out they think I wouldn't mind hearing their little rants behind doors at home.
I don't think I really say anything personal. I say random things like " My stomach hurts, I think I have to fart" or " I can't walk right, I need to pick my wedgie" and just things that people won't expect me to say. I have weird conversations and always ask weird questions, but it's all just out of curiosity and I don't think I get as personal as these coworkers do with me.
With that being said, one of my coworkers came up to me and started talking about her vagina bleeding.
Okay, gross. But I'm okay with that much. But it gets grosser.
She starts telling me how her and her boyfriend were at a restaurant and he puts his hand down there to start servicing her and he lifts his hands and he has "Carrie" hands. Oh gosh. She told me not to tell anyone else. I was so grossed out I avoided her the next break just so I can digest what she told me and possibly try to forget it for the rest of the night.
This isn't the first time someone told me about their sexual escapades. I mean, it's all cool to me, when I ask and it's apart of the conversation, but it's kinda weird when someone rolls up on you and says " I did it up the ass" all randomly while your eating a tuna sandwich.
Anyways, work was splendid/horrible as always. I so flirted to make money today and I feel kind of victorious that it worked. But at the same time I feel like I go against my work ethic. These guys were obviously into other guys, they dressed too nice, and wore little rainbow pins. They were on a losing streak before I came around and dealt to them and I started giving them all my attention, giggling at everything they say, complimenting their hair, gosh it was disgusting. But I made a two hundred bucks off them alone. They tossed me ten dollars at a time saying things like " here you go cutie". It was weird because I didn't blush or get shy or anything.. It's the thought that I probably won't see them again. They said they were from Florida anyways.
My friend Regina decided to be an escort. I don't know what escorts really are, but I think it's a fancy word for whore. She has a big butt and I guess she found men that want to pay her a thousand a night just to do things with her. She had her first client today and gosh, she told me the story of that. AYE I don't want to get into detail with it. Let's just say, her big butt was apart of a lot of the action. Gosh, I would never thought she would want to have sex for money. I wonder if an undercover cop will get her or something. Not to be mean, but money blinds you, and she charges these men so much money that she doesn't even think of these things. I hope she doesn't get caught. She bought me some Guess shoes!
Well, that's my day. I'm out.
I've been listening to Zero 7 Today. I remember when I first bought their first Album simple things when I was 14. 14 years old!! Gosh, and I've had their cd forever!!
I love this song.
Zero7-Destiny.
I don't think I really say anything personal. I say random things like " My stomach hurts, I think I have to fart" or " I can't walk right, I need to pick my wedgie" and just things that people won't expect me to say. I have weird conversations and always ask weird questions, but it's all just out of curiosity and I don't think I get as personal as these coworkers do with me.
With that being said, one of my coworkers came up to me and started talking about her vagina bleeding.
Okay, gross. But I'm okay with that much. But it gets grosser.
She starts telling me how her and her boyfriend were at a restaurant and he puts his hand down there to start servicing her and he lifts his hands and he has "Carrie" hands. Oh gosh. She told me not to tell anyone else. I was so grossed out I avoided her the next break just so I can digest what she told me and possibly try to forget it for the rest of the night.
This isn't the first time someone told me about their sexual escapades. I mean, it's all cool to me, when I ask and it's apart of the conversation, but it's kinda weird when someone rolls up on you and says " I did it up the ass" all randomly while your eating a tuna sandwich.
Anyways, work was splendid/horrible as always. I so flirted to make money today and I feel kind of victorious that it worked. But at the same time I feel like I go against my work ethic. These guys were obviously into other guys, they dressed too nice, and wore little rainbow pins. They were on a losing streak before I came around and dealt to them and I started giving them all my attention, giggling at everything they say, complimenting their hair, gosh it was disgusting. But I made a two hundred bucks off them alone. They tossed me ten dollars at a time saying things like " here you go cutie". It was weird because I didn't blush or get shy or anything.. It's the thought that I probably won't see them again. They said they were from Florida anyways.
My friend Regina decided to be an escort. I don't know what escorts really are, but I think it's a fancy word for whore. She has a big butt and I guess she found men that want to pay her a thousand a night just to do things with her. She had her first client today and gosh, she told me the story of that. AYE I don't want to get into detail with it. Let's just say, her big butt was apart of a lot of the action. Gosh, I would never thought she would want to have sex for money. I wonder if an undercover cop will get her or something. Not to be mean, but money blinds you, and she charges these men so much money that she doesn't even think of these things. I hope she doesn't get caught. She bought me some Guess shoes!
Well, that's my day. I'm out.
I've been listening to Zero 7 Today. I remember when I first bought their first Album simple things when I was 14. 14 years old!! Gosh, and I've had their cd forever!!
I love this song.
Zero7-Destiny.
I love Zero-7. And Sia Furler. They can put me into a trance.
Um - you said you didn't want to get into too much detail about the $1000 big-butt action, but that's coming right off of "Carrie" hands. LOL.
I spared everyone the really gross fillers as If the description wasn't as gross as it already was. Once a coworker told me about his pubic hair trimming experience and asked me if I ever this and that and I was just thinking "oh dear".
I guess you can tell me something too while you're at it. Everyone else has. Haha
I don't have anything that interesting to say.
I'm not whoring my self out. I'm not bleeding from anyplace. I haven't been felt up in a restaurant (lately).
How does someone go about discussing pubic hair trimming? It's not like it's exciting. You trim or you don't. Unless he cut himself?
Okay since you asked.
He was asking if I ever shaped my pubes. I said no. He told me he tried making a triangle. And then makes a W. And then he talked about after shave. And how he tried plucking but it hurts (duh). And then asked if I ever nair-ed down there. I said no and ask why the f- would you do that. And he talked about how it hurt so much to do that.
There's more but I'm disturbed talking about it rather than hearing about it. And to think he taps me
on the shoulders and attempts to shake my hand all the time.
Sounds like he's interested in you. Not sure how smart he is if he's tried to nair his pubes. Haha.
Ugh maybe. He said he likes Asian girls. Maybe Asian guys too. Especially japs like me.
I'll just hope he washes his hands. He's not bad looking, just not my type.
And he's not bright either.
I wouldn't be surprised if he actually showed me
his pubic hair shapes right then and there either.