Amongst the Cavedudes
Today I had an experience I would consider interesting. After I ate lunch today at the office, I got an invitation to eat out with my 2 second tier bosses (B1 & B2) and an Account Guy (AG). Having no other work to do, I said sure.
What a surreal experience!
The place we went was know for having scantily dressed waitresses and lots of tvs. Our waitress was really, really hot, but the others were just average gals dressed like whores, but this wasn't a topless place. The 3 men set immediately to drinking and talking about how many beers it would take them to find our hostess attractive.
Then they proceeded to discuss the company, whose inner workings I didn't understand, but I did my best to keep up.
And the beers kept coming.
Today was Bowl Game Day, and the beers kept coming, and the comments about our waitress became smuttier and smuttier, with much discussion about whether or not she sucks professional athelete dick, how she spent her New Years (XTC and fucking), and so on.
The came the sports talk along with even more beers. And some more work talk. At one point I was asked to leave the table, so something could be said, but I was only gone for a moment.
The more beer, and more speculation about our waitress. Along with more beer and The Big Game. I had my TV-B-Gone with me, but didn't have the angle to shut off the tube during a long run into the endzone.
More beer followed by Fuck, Marry, Kill, in which I was asked which of my female coworkers from a list of 3 would I Fuck, Marry or Kill.
More speculation about our waitress (who I might add had fine golden hair on the small of her smooth, smooth back), more F,M, K and more football.
4.5 hours away from the office was pretty cool, and don't get me wrong, these guys are very nice, and very funny, but the humor and the locker room smut chat wasn't for me. It has been a very long time since I hung out with guys doing "guy" things, and it was very uncomfortable although the fellas did nothing to intimidate me, I just felt like an alien unable to relate to nearly everything they had to say.
Everyday Avatar is all about exploring what it means to be a man and celebrating that manhood. This is a side passage that may be worth exploring, though I personally don't want to celebrate it. The chat was incredibly juvenile, even though I have to agree that our waitress was very hot, I don't need to giggle like schoolboy because I tried to look up her skirt when she climbed some steps near by (I would have looked, but I had a shitty seat at this place and saw nearly nothing). It was weird. This is a facet of my gender that makes nearly no sense to me. Big backwards step. Part of me kept thinking, "And this is why we have war." Caveman at his most basic.
What a surreal experience!
The place we went was know for having scantily dressed waitresses and lots of tvs. Our waitress was really, really hot, but the others were just average gals dressed like whores, but this wasn't a topless place. The 3 men set immediately to drinking and talking about how many beers it would take them to find our hostess attractive.
Then they proceeded to discuss the company, whose inner workings I didn't understand, but I did my best to keep up.
And the beers kept coming.
Today was Bowl Game Day, and the beers kept coming, and the comments about our waitress became smuttier and smuttier, with much discussion about whether or not she sucks professional athelete dick, how she spent her New Years (XTC and fucking), and so on.
The came the sports talk along with even more beers. And some more work talk. At one point I was asked to leave the table, so something could be said, but I was only gone for a moment.
The more beer, and more speculation about our waitress. Along with more beer and The Big Game. I had my TV-B-Gone with me, but didn't have the angle to shut off the tube during a long run into the endzone.
More beer followed by Fuck, Marry, Kill, in which I was asked which of my female coworkers from a list of 3 would I Fuck, Marry or Kill.
More speculation about our waitress (who I might add had fine golden hair on the small of her smooth, smooth back), more F,M, K and more football.
4.5 hours away from the office was pretty cool, and don't get me wrong, these guys are very nice, and very funny, but the humor and the locker room smut chat wasn't for me. It has been a very long time since I hung out with guys doing "guy" things, and it was very uncomfortable although the fellas did nothing to intimidate me, I just felt like an alien unable to relate to nearly everything they had to say.
Everyday Avatar is all about exploring what it means to be a man and celebrating that manhood. This is a side passage that may be worth exploring, though I personally don't want to celebrate it. The chat was incredibly juvenile, even though I have to agree that our waitress was very hot, I don't need to giggle like schoolboy because I tried to look up her skirt when she climbed some steps near by (I would have looked, but I had a shitty seat at this place and saw nearly nothing). It was weird. This is a facet of my gender that makes nearly no sense to me. Big backwards step. Part of me kept thinking, "And this is why we have war." Caveman at his most basic.
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