Post by tymm on Nov 23, 2005 20:38:55 GMT -5
Last night, after I got off of work, I went to Steak n' Shake to use the new gift card my Pop got me. (Chili 5-Way with a cup of coffee...effin' excellent) The service was so-so, and it took a little while for my server to bring me my check. So I decided to finish my coffee, work on my crossword puzzle, and have a cigarette.
When I get up to the counter to pay my bill, I'm met by whom appeared to be another paying customer. She was a well dressed, very attractive, young lady. She says to me, "I saw you over there smoking away and I knew I just had to introduce myself. I'm Maleka.", as she extended her hand.
"Well, my name's Tymm and it's certainly a pleasure to meet you." I said. I shook her hand and at this point, I'm thinking, "fuckin' awesome! I'm pickin' up a chick at steak n' shake." Something I never did in the nine months I worked there. But, hey, this could be the dawn of a whole new era. Hell, I'd pick up a chick in Arby's if I had to.
As politely as I could, trying to deepen my voice like every good smoker's should be, I asked her, "Would you like a cigarette or are you just going to tell me how to quit?"
"Oh, neither." she said. "You just looked like you might have a little stress." It just kept getting better and better. What was she going to offer? A sensual, stress-relieving massage? Good drugs? Steamy, lusty sex?
I told her I prided myself on living a basically stress free life, so she immediately asked me where I worked. I should have known something else was going on. We chatted it up a little bit about the hotel business and Southwest Airlines (great company, by the way). Then she dropped the bomb.
"Have you ever wanted to make more money? You know, gain financial freedom?" she asked. Apparently it's all about E-commerce these days. Get your friends and neighbors to buy their household products from your website, and in no time you can fill your silver-lined swimming pool with champagne.
I told her I had all the money I ever needed, but that I'd buy her a drink if she wanted to have one. At that point, she politely refused, saying she had to meet some people. From the parking lot, I watched her get into her car and pull into the next parking lot over... Ruby Tuesday's. Where doubtlessly, she'd be looking for someone who was sitting by themselves...smoking.
Maybe I should start getting into the e-commerce market. Might be the only way to meet ladies besides DANCING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
When I get up to the counter to pay my bill, I'm met by whom appeared to be another paying customer. She was a well dressed, very attractive, young lady. She says to me, "I saw you over there smoking away and I knew I just had to introduce myself. I'm Maleka.", as she extended her hand.
"Well, my name's Tymm and it's certainly a pleasure to meet you." I said. I shook her hand and at this point, I'm thinking, "fuckin' awesome! I'm pickin' up a chick at steak n' shake." Something I never did in the nine months I worked there. But, hey, this could be the dawn of a whole new era. Hell, I'd pick up a chick in Arby's if I had to.
As politely as I could, trying to deepen my voice like every good smoker's should be, I asked her, "Would you like a cigarette or are you just going to tell me how to quit?"
"Oh, neither." she said. "You just looked like you might have a little stress." It just kept getting better and better. What was she going to offer? A sensual, stress-relieving massage? Good drugs? Steamy, lusty sex?
I told her I prided myself on living a basically stress free life, so she immediately asked me where I worked. I should have known something else was going on. We chatted it up a little bit about the hotel business and Southwest Airlines (great company, by the way). Then she dropped the bomb.
"Have you ever wanted to make more money? You know, gain financial freedom?" she asked. Apparently it's all about E-commerce these days. Get your friends and neighbors to buy their household products from your website, and in no time you can fill your silver-lined swimming pool with champagne.
I told her I had all the money I ever needed, but that I'd buy her a drink if she wanted to have one. At that point, she politely refused, saying she had to meet some people. From the parking lot, I watched her get into her car and pull into the next parking lot over... Ruby Tuesday's. Where doubtlessly, she'd be looking for someone who was sitting by themselves...smoking.
Maybe I should start getting into the e-commerce market. Might be the only way to meet ladies besides DANCING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
