Speaking of balls, it was the one moment where I wished I could say, "You know what I'm giving my Valentine?? A dick in a box." Then we would have gotten chummy and high fived each other in revelry over the gift of "the penis." BUT, I just walked past him in my ice princesss non-chalance. Though, he totally checked it.
Back to "ball-busting." Last night I had a dinner with a friend of my mom's, who could possibly be a potential employer. We started off friendly, since, I'm not always a crazy feminazi (to quote the last guy that I "dated") to men, then naturally after the gift of a second glass of wine, both feeling bold and inebriated, we turned political. Cause, fuck, I cannot help myself.
"I have framed photos of George Bush in my OFFICE! He is the smartest man ALIVE....."
I almost dropped dead from choking on a piece of shrimp. This man must be a joker. He has been hired to "punk" me, or pull a "boiling points" stunt, where I'll win 300 dollars if I listen to his narrow minded ignorance.
Needless to say, I wouldn't have won the money had it been a prank. I'm too much of a loudmouth to play up apathy.
We continued for three hours with banter of fierce political ping-pong, he managed to offend me on various levels: " Artists are not smart." etc. and I did the same. I wasn't worried about potential employment, but my words and opinions exist for the purpose of voicing them....
I was sure I blew it.
Wrong, I win again. He offered me a job this morning. I suppose it's more attractive on either spectrum to have an opinion on SOMETHING rather than nothing. Even if I find you to be a tyrant and your politics to be inhumane.
I took the job, it'll be a great job. And...he already knows where I stand. Football fields away from him.
Thus far, I have: Eaten mac&cheese at Cafeteria (thank you NicoleAntoinette, you were right!), had brunch at Cornelia St Cafe, landed a well paying job!, fallen in love over and OVER again with my apartment, been asked on one date, turned down one date, found my favorite bar, and flirted with a new man on every street corner. Ha, that's probably the most hooker thing I've ever said.
The concensus: this move was a BRILLIANT idea. Successsssssssssssss!!!!!! Cheers to me.
More ball cracking stories to come.....