Lets say that you’re a guy.
And you’re not great looking, but you have a nice sense of humor and an interesting job…
Lets say you meet a lonely waitress… and you charm her enough into going on a date with you. Maybe you take her out to a nice greek restaurant in Malibu, you have easy conversation (including details of your last anger-management course… yikes) and you even share a kiss. But a few days later after she never calls or returns your texts, you remain confused. You think to yourself: But I had such a nice time, we really hit it off, why wouldn’t she call me back?
Well, guy, she’s just not that into you. So, DON’T COME INTO HER PLACE OF WORK, WHILE SHE IS WORKING, AND CONFRONT HER ABOUT IT. It’s sad, and not very classy, also, I’M WORKING, I don’t have time to let you down easy or massage your ego. I’m just going to notify security and have them escort you out. Oh, and yes, I DID enjoyed the free meal, up until you told me about how you locked your last girlfriend in a bathroom for three days..”she had water…”
And yes, we did kiss, as you leaned over to unlock my door and attack my face with your mouth.
And another thing, please don’t come back the very next day and announce to every one that “you happen to be working down the street and your just here to have a beer with some buddies…jeez.”
There is never a dull day. Those who say they are bored are just blind to all the weirdness around them.
Speaking of weirdness, Cinco de Mayo is one of the most overrated party holidays ever. Anyone who works in “service” is usually forced to wear something embarrassing and up-sell “special house margaritas”. Regular restaurants are festooned in pinatas, marachas, and red, white and green streamers. The weird part is, most of the mexican people in California are working on Cinco de Mayo, serving white people tacos. White people, drunk on mexican tequila and dressed up in sombreros and ponchos vomiting all over the streets.
Here is a non-douche white person’s guide to celebrating the the Battle of Pueblo while beating the crowds:
1. Dress up like “daytime” Selena: cowboy boots, high-wasted jean shorts, mid-drift peasant blouse, and Wrangler jacket… very festive. Don’t forget the large hoop earrings, middle part, slicked back hair, and lip-liner.
2. Make a “Mexican” Coffee:
make a cup of coffee (I use a one cup drip and some Yucatan single origin coffee beans from Primo Passo, because I am a yuppie poser and a total coffee snob.)
put about 1 oz of kahlua in it
and a splash of reposado tequila (wink)
some ginger powder
a dash of nutmeg
shake the almond milk so it is really frothy… pour that on top
toss a dash or too of cinnamon on it
twist an orange rind.
Put on game face.
go to work.
3. For Lunch Go to El Pollo Loco and order the “EL Traditionale” burrito:
It’s actually not bad at all, there are real beans, real rice, decent chicken, fresh avocados and has your daily in-take of sodium covered…. for two days.
4. Watch Nacho Libre: Nothing is more authentic mexican than Jack Black dressing up like a mexican Monk running around in spandex with a crappy latin accent, “I am not listening to you, you are crazy.”
5. Head out with some friends ( if you have any) to the local Irish pub… it will be quiet, and full of old alcoholics, kind of like a large smelly living room. Don’t ask for a margarita because there is no way the bartender has rock salt or “sweet and sour”.