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Reminds me of my late teenage/pre study summers work at a bar/pub that belonged to parents of my pal.

I was a "semi bartender" (mostly just serving beer leaving real bartender work to more experienced colleagues).

It was on the way from nearest disco to the beach in my home city.

I remember that some girls coming from the disco towards the beach were asking if they can order "sex on the beach" from me, while smiling strangely,
and I was idiot enough to explain to them that I am new here and I have to redirect this order to someone else,
what made them burst with laugh usually, and they were telling they are not really thirsty for a drink.

Damn, what a (charming) moron I used to be, that's incredible.
As a late teen / early 20's I worked on the river Thames at a boatyard with a pub opposite. I used to recommend the place to passing hen do's etc then join them after work in the work tug boat , sleeping the hangover off on a spare boat we had on the sales pier.

On a Saturday we used to have a team of girls who cleaned the hire boats while I filled them (the boats) with diesel and we had a fantastic time, however I made such a fool of myself in front of my favourite girl that I still cringe today.

30 years later we've lived together for years, and she's forgiven me :D
 
As a late teen / early 20's I worked on the river Thames at a boatyard with a pub opposite. I used to recommend the place to passing hen do's etc then join them after work in the work tug boat , sleeping the hangover off on a spare boat we had on the sales pier.

On a Saturday we used to have a team of girls who cleaned the hire boats while I filled them (the boats) with diesel and we had a fantastic time, however I made such a fool of myself in front of my favourite girl that I still cringe today.

30 years later we've lived together for years, and she's forgiven me :D
Haha the story of my marriage is... complicated.
Usually it takes about an hour of introducing several characters from our circles and several plot twists to get even to the point when we had our first "romantic" moment
when someone asks us about "how we met" in some social occasion with some alcohol already in our veins.

Seriously, I could make whole series about it, it would involve betrayal, intrigues, secrets, drama...
We used to be... bad people when we met (I was some time after I discovered and abused my real "market ratings" ) and the last thing we had on my minds was a stable relationship.

But life seems to be very... perfidious and at some point we found out we just can't live without each other, even though we tried, very hard.
What binds us may be the only emotion I can't overcome in my life.

Our friends claim we are a perfect match, because we are both inclined to maltreat and destroy anyone in our relationships, and the fact that we somehow managed to endure each other for so long seems to be something that has bound as with supernatural strength.
 
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anytime someone calls bottom hat, mr hat

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The biggest irony is that as a single man I was a gadget king, collected watches and was quite dapper. Now my wife and kids buy gadgets and I don't miss phones or other things like that.

Although I have morphed into a DIY outgoing fixit dad, part of me still yearns for the self indulgent simplicity of single life though.
 
The biggest irony is that as a single man I was a gadget king, collected watches and was quite dapper. Now my wife and kids buy gadgets and I don't miss phones or other things like that.

Although I have morphed into a DIY outgoing fixit dad, part of me still yearns for the self indulgent simplicity of single life though.
If we are so into sharing...
I didn't have many "life-changing" moments in my life.
Usually when I want/need to change something (in myself), I do it by stubbornness and persistence - I choose what ideas/impulses/urges in my inner world to follow and which to ignore, until the chosen options become more "part of me" and ignored stop to "spawn".

But the moment I have realized my new "main" mission will be raising a kid...
Phew, it was like a instant purgatory.

I just stopped having any dilemmas anymore (remember that my previous focus was my bad/evil side I was getting to know),
from this day over several next years I was totally focused on being a "provider" and to be for my family whenever they need me,
to explain the world to my kid as good as I can and prepare him for the REAL LIFE (all the things he won' learn at school)
without making him too scared of some of dangers that await him, accidentally.
 
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