Today I was sitting at my dining room table after I woke up and I was contemplating what to eat for breakfast.
My gut "says" to me... "Go to Applebee's and eat."
"Applebee's? I just ate there yesterday!", I'm thinking.
"S is working right now. Go have them seat you with her, and then tell her how attractive she is to you."
S is a petite submissive girl with a beautiful pear shape. So I'm thinking... okay, I'll do that. But I wanted to run a few variables through the models to make sure it went well.
While I am running the models, I get,
"She's going to be off shift soon. Better hurry."
So I tried to hurry.
When I got there, I saw her working, so I asked to be seated with her.
"She just got cut," the host says. Fuck.
Then like a dumbass, I failed to do the next logical thing and get seated in her section anyway. Could have talked to her... anyway. But whatever, I can go back later.
So I'm leaving Applebee's and I'm putting on my shades with cool blue polarized lenses - $17, what a bargain! - and they break. Three days after I buy them. My immediate response is, "Dammit, I'm gonna buy myself a pair of GOOD shades and this won't be a problem."
So I head straight to the mall and it's PACKED. I mean I haven't seen it that packed since Christmas rush! And I go to the sunglass hut and I end up buying a pair of Oakley Flak Jackets for $210, with ruby-irridium polarized lenses. Black frames, sharp blue lenses. Now I'm good to go!
I walk out to my car and put them on and look in the mirror and then I realize...
1. I'm wearing contacts, not glasses. Normally I wear glasses.
2. I just spent $210 on a pair of freaking sunglasses - which makes perfect sense, if I'm trying to look sharp, but even last month I would have been like, "Why would I spend more than $20 on shades? Hell, why would I spend any money on shades, I wear glasses!"
I look sharp in these babies. I can tell this is DMSI.
Talking to people is now almost inevitable. It doesn't seem to matter where I go or what I am trying to do. People talk to me and keep the conversation going. Sometimes it's guys and sometimes it's women. But it's really nice to be able to socialize so fluidly.
My gut "says" to me... "Go to Applebee's and eat."
"Applebee's? I just ate there yesterday!", I'm thinking.
"S is working right now. Go have them seat you with her, and then tell her how attractive she is to you."
S is a petite submissive girl with a beautiful pear shape. So I'm thinking... okay, I'll do that. But I wanted to run a few variables through the models to make sure it went well.
While I am running the models, I get,
"She's going to be off shift soon. Better hurry."
So I tried to hurry.
When I got there, I saw her working, so I asked to be seated with her.
"She just got cut," the host says. Fuck.
Then like a dumbass, I failed to do the next logical thing and get seated in her section anyway. Could have talked to her... anyway. But whatever, I can go back later.
So I'm leaving Applebee's and I'm putting on my shades with cool blue polarized lenses - $17, what a bargain! - and they break. Three days after I buy them. My immediate response is, "Dammit, I'm gonna buy myself a pair of GOOD shades and this won't be a problem."
So I head straight to the mall and it's PACKED. I mean I haven't seen it that packed since Christmas rush! And I go to the sunglass hut and I end up buying a pair of Oakley Flak Jackets for $210, with ruby-irridium polarized lenses. Black frames, sharp blue lenses. Now I'm good to go!
I walk out to my car and put them on and look in the mirror and then I realize...
1. I'm wearing contacts, not glasses. Normally I wear glasses.
2. I just spent $210 on a pair of freaking sunglasses - which makes perfect sense, if I'm trying to look sharp, but even last month I would have been like, "Why would I spend more than $20 on shades? Hell, why would I spend any money on shades, I wear glasses!"
I look sharp in these babies. I can tell this is DMSI.
Talking to people is now almost inevitable. It doesn't seem to matter where I go or what I am trying to do. People talk to me and keep the conversation going. Sometimes it's guys and sometimes it's women. But it's really nice to be able to socialize so fluidly.
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The scientist has a question to find an answer for. The pseudo-scientist has an answer to find a question for. ~ "Failure is the path of least persistence." - Chinese Fortune Cookie ~ Logic left. Emotion right. But thinking, straight ahead. ~ Sperate supra omnia in valorem. (The value of trust is above all else.) ~ Meowsomeness!
The scientist has a question to find an answer for. The pseudo-scientist has an answer to find a question for. ~ "Failure is the path of least persistence." - Chinese Fortune Cookie ~ Logic left. Emotion right. But thinking, straight ahead. ~ Sperate supra omnia in valorem. (The value of trust is above all else.) ~ Meowsomeness!
