(edited...b/c i know my mom will read this.)
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it wasn't even a date. i met this girl for tea (gay) at books and books. nice girl. this may sound mean - but it's on me, mainly. i was so not interested in hearing about her life or interests. i probably will never get married, unless it's a russian mail order bride, i just don't have the patience to put in the time to get to know someone. i should know better, meet out with friends, get drunk, hook up with her, if not her, another chick.
great..friday is almost here. another night of bartending the gay party at madiba. my threshold for tolerating gay people has reached it's maximum.
i wanted to smash some guy in the nose last week. for good reason...
being gay does not grant you the right to have an attitude, nor be cheap.
get this..
some guy doesn't tip me..then calls me an asshole b/c i told him that we don't work for free. go figure? i called him on his shit, and he says "i know the owner"...well...i know the owner, too. and he doesn't like cheap people..like you.
AND knowing the owner would justify your reason for being cheap? sure.
i threw some ice at him and told him to have a nice day.
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