Ok Ladies lets talk about Sugar Daddy's! I know the idea seems so taboo but its out there. Its more public in certain cities vs others but it definitely is out there, especially on the Internet. Never really paid attention to any of these amazing concepts until my room mate brought this to my attention. Specifically this web site that she was apart of where you could find sugar daddy's. Essentially you are a Sugar Baby seeking a Sugar Daddy / Sugar Mama , amazing idea! I mean, where the hell have I been?!
Much to my surprise my roomy informed me that she was part of one of these web sites. So she continued on telling me that she checks her profile everyday and that she gets a good amount of crazy emails. Recently she got a particularly specific and peculiar email from a potential Sugar Daddy. This request was... wait for it... the request was for her to shit on his chest. I'm expecting that your reaction is somewhere around "OH MY GOD!" or "EWWW GROSS!" so I'm inserting my reactions here... "I know right!!" I mean this guy is offering a beautiful woman to shit, pee, spit, and continue to degrade him over time for $1500 paid to her. No sex and no kissing what he wants is just to be able to smell urine. Crazy!!
Of course being her good friend I had to throw out a couple good jokes to her such as.." you should eat nothing but peanuts and corn before you go" and " hey a little advice.. if you get stage fright just imagine him naked.. oh wait he will be!" But after a good hour or two of jokes we actually sat down and explored the concept. I mean she isn't having sex with this guy so shes def not a whore but a guy wants to pay you to treat him like shit, pun intent ed. Whats so wrong with a Sugar Daddy?! He knows what he is and this web site explains pretty much that. So whats wrong with it?! Bills are paid- a guy is treating you better than mostly all of your ex boyfriends-YOU ARE GETTING SPOILED! This is such an honest way of doing things I think. So ladies if your not feeling major dating at the time get on the net and look you up a Sugar Daddy!! And let me know how it goes..
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Monday, November 7, 2011
Deep Fried Date
So recently I, as I am sure happens to every fabulous girl from time to time, found myself in a little bit of a dry dating spell. My bestie-roomie had been dating a fellow law student who had a eligible bachelor friend who had shown some interest in who else but moi! What the hell?! Practice makes perfect right? So the first date was super casual, you know.. mexican restaurant, good conversation, and of course an infinite amount of alcohol. So what the heck, along came second date and the third date. Each date was actually enjoyable much to my shock because I walked into this whole thing expecting epic failure. I was shocked I was enjoying my dates with DFD (Deep Fried Date).
Since I am a bartender and don't usually get my schedule until the beginning of the work week, DFD would text me Mondays checking my availability for the week. So like clock work he had sent me a text asking if I would join him for a dinner later that week and of course I accepted. I mean why wouldn't I right? The dates before were so fun and even though it was too early to call him "Mr Right" he still could be "Mr Right Now". A few day before this date he had given me a call seeing how my week was going and to confirm that I was still in for our date. He told me that the plan was to go out to dinner and maybe for a drink after. When I asked him where we were going to eat he had told me he was really craving a certain restaurant... now ladies I am going to give you a moment to guess this restaurant.. I mean really think about a place that your would dread going on a date with someone you haven't even known for a month. Ill wait while you guess
(Jeopardy Music Playing)
FUCKING CRACKER BARREL!!
I mean are you kidding me?! The first month or two the guy is supposed to be impressing you not taking you to CRACKER BARREL!! But its ok we all make mistakes and thank the lord that he told me this ahead of time because this would give me time to diffuse the situation. Time to rally the troops, and by troops I mean my roomie, who had been dating DFD's friend. Of course the good friend that she is mentioned to her boy how ridiculous this "date" was and to change his mind to avoid a disaster date. He refused to interfere so it was up to us gals to fix this. Challenge accepted!!!
So the night I was dreading this night all week! Color me snob but I like a little classier type of restaurant. So this was the plan:
I was going to take a little longer to get ready in my room. My roomie was going to let him in and chat with him while I "finished" getting ready. What she was going to do was ask him where we were going and as soon as he answered she was going to bust out laughing and blurt out,"ha ha ha your kidding right?!" and as soon as he would reply to that she would convince him that that was a bad idea because I hate that place. Then he would do the smart thing and take her advice and change his mind.
So the date started... we get in the car and hit the road. He had a different route that he took to get to the restaurant so I almost thought that he was smart and took my roomy's advice and chosen a different location. NOPE!! We end up pulling up and I felt my stomach drop! What the heck was I about to put in my body?! Everything in this place is deep fried and I am a little bit of a health freak. As soon as we walked in I instantly feel extremely out of place! The average weight of the patron in there was 200lbs and I could not find anything on the menu to eat. I wanted to just run out of the damn place and never look back. All I kept on thinking was that this guy knew I didn't like this place and still took me there!! Major points lost!! I mean they seriously gave me a bowl of gravy with my meal! I wanted to cry and throw up at the same time.
Needless to say I just had him give me a ride home right after that and I went and grabbed a drink by myself to take in this Deep Fried Date. Must say I am extremely hesitant to go out on another date with him cause I am scared it could get worse... I will never look at gravy the same again! or him!
Since I am a bartender and don't usually get my schedule until the beginning of the work week, DFD would text me Mondays checking my availability for the week. So like clock work he had sent me a text asking if I would join him for a dinner later that week and of course I accepted. I mean why wouldn't I right? The dates before were so fun and even though it was too early to call him "Mr Right" he still could be "Mr Right Now". A few day before this date he had given me a call seeing how my week was going and to confirm that I was still in for our date. He told me that the plan was to go out to dinner and maybe for a drink after. When I asked him where we were going to eat he had told me he was really craving a certain restaurant... now ladies I am going to give you a moment to guess this restaurant.. I mean really think about a place that your would dread going on a date with someone you haven't even known for a month. Ill wait while you guess
(Jeopardy Music Playing)
FUCKING CRACKER BARREL!!
I mean are you kidding me?! The first month or two the guy is supposed to be impressing you not taking you to CRACKER BARREL!! But its ok we all make mistakes and thank the lord that he told me this ahead of time because this would give me time to diffuse the situation. Time to rally the troops, and by troops I mean my roomie, who had been dating DFD's friend. Of course the good friend that she is mentioned to her boy how ridiculous this "date" was and to change his mind to avoid a disaster date. He refused to interfere so it was up to us gals to fix this. Challenge accepted!!!
So the night I was dreading this night all week! Color me snob but I like a little classier type of restaurant. So this was the plan:
I was going to take a little longer to get ready in my room. My roomie was going to let him in and chat with him while I "finished" getting ready. What she was going to do was ask him where we were going and as soon as he answered she was going to bust out laughing and blurt out,"ha ha ha your kidding right?!" and as soon as he would reply to that she would convince him that that was a bad idea because I hate that place. Then he would do the smart thing and take her advice and change his mind.
So the date started... we get in the car and hit the road. He had a different route that he took to get to the restaurant so I almost thought that he was smart and took my roomy's advice and chosen a different location. NOPE!! We end up pulling up and I felt my stomach drop! What the heck was I about to put in my body?! Everything in this place is deep fried and I am a little bit of a health freak. As soon as we walked in I instantly feel extremely out of place! The average weight of the patron in there was 200lbs and I could not find anything on the menu to eat. I wanted to just run out of the damn place and never look back. All I kept on thinking was that this guy knew I didn't like this place and still took me there!! Major points lost!! I mean they seriously gave me a bowl of gravy with my meal! I wanted to cry and throw up at the same time.
Needless to say I just had him give me a ride home right after that and I went and grabbed a drink by myself to take in this Deep Fried Date. Must say I am extremely hesitant to go out on another date with him cause I am scared it could get worse... I will never look at gravy the same again! or him!
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