By Tardsie
I taught for a few years after college before making a career change to sales. The two fields are not so dissimilar as you might at first believe; the best teachers are salesmen at heart, I think, labelling their product 'knowledge.' As my life began to ebb toward one of responsibility and potential maturity, I viewed the career switch--erroneously, it seems to me now--as an almost necessary rite of passage into adulthood.
One week from today, my buddy Dave (from this True-Ass Tale) is getting married. I'm far too much a gentleman to take revenge, let alone on the happiest day of his life--but imagine the possibilities!
Have fun at the wedding! (maybe you can revenge him at the bachelor party?)
He isn’t actually having one. Believe it or not, I’m not a fan of bachelor parties. For my own wedding we just had a “party” party.
We all need friends like that, people we can be complete dicks with. Also, your middle finger looks just as good as mine. We should set them up on a date. And congratulations, Dave!
Also, your middle finger looks just as good as mine.
Don’t sell your digit short, Weebs. I didn’t notice yours being weirdly bent ala Bill Clinton’s dick.
I’m sure you’ll miss his ” single” status, coz he’s definitely going to change… to family man, y’know.
Save your revenge for after the ceremony; it’ll be so much sweeter then, you know, right around the time it really starts to sink in what a completely asinine contract he’s just entered…
Oh, pooh–what a romantic you are, Alex!
LOL!!!!
Great post! I love “modern romance”!