Jayne (Husband): Oh, I think you might wanna reconsider that last part. See, I married me a powerful ugly creature. Mal (Wife): How can you say that? How can you shame me in front of new people? Jayne (Husband): If I could make you purtier, I would. Mal (Wife): You are not the man I met a year ago.

'Our Mrs. Reynolds'


Natter 65: Speed Limit Enforced by Aircraft  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


Connie Neil - Apr 05, 2010 2:56:56 pm PDT #21048 of 30001
brillig

Is the car being abandoned in Bakersfield? If so, you'll want to get the plates off of it before someone decides you should sponsor their next crime spree.


Cass - Apr 05, 2010 2:57:29 pm PDT #21049 of 30001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

There is also a huge difference between a neighborhood bar or even upscale bar and the clubs offering bottle service being discussed in that article.

Waitresses bring you drinks and you tip them for this service.

Bottle waitresses, hostesses, whatever bring more than drinks, even if you want to make it as tame as possible and say they bring charming conversation for your entertainment.

If what you do for your "clients" is bring them bottles of alcohol, drugs and girls then you are not just a waitress. It's apples and oranges to me.


§ ita § - Apr 05, 2010 2:57:50 pm PDT #21050 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

My takeaway from that article was not that the waitress will go home with you, but that the party promoter (etc.) will bring in girls who will.

Absolutely. I mean, life sounded miserable for a lot of the waitresses, but they weren't the ones doing most of the putting out.

If you buy bottle service, you can get women, but you'll have to buy them too. Sometimes for sex, sometimes for GFE, but if you read the article it really paints people with a nasty brush. There are no "clean" people in that article of either gender. Though I give props to the woman that got out.


JZ - Apr 05, 2010 2:58:11 pm PDT #21051 of 30001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.

P-C, 9:45. Is that too late? That would be godly of you. In return, I'll...I don't even know. Let me call your grandma and I'll wear the damn necklace.

Connie, it's been sold for parts, all official-like. We got a whopping $150 for it. I'm certain the chop shop that bought it will make that back five or ten times over, but whatever.


Cass - Apr 05, 2010 2:58:49 pm PDT #21052 of 30001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

but if you read the article it really paints people with a nasty brush.

So much. That really was my takeaway - people are awful and creepy all around.


Polter-Cow - Apr 05, 2010 3:01:25 pm PDT #21053 of 30001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!

P-C, 9:45. Is that too late?

Of course not. Text me Hec's number, and I'll be at the station at 9:45.

Oh, his phone is out of juice, isn't it? Or almost? Maybe I can intercept him on his way to the shuttle.


Jesse - Apr 05, 2010 3:02:51 pm PDT #21054 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

if you read the article it really paints people with a nasty brush.

Yeah, that.


Daisy Jane - Apr 05, 2010 3:05:59 pm PDT #21055 of 30001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Neighbohood bars aren't always ok either. I am thinking specifically about a friend who worked at Sherlock's who had her table ask her what time she got off after leaving her a really good tip.


Jesse - Apr 05, 2010 3:09:15 pm PDT #21056 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

But no place with people is always OK.


Daisy Jane - Apr 05, 2010 3:12:30 pm PDT #21057 of 30001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Well no. But I do think female bar and club workers are-more than outside of it-treated like whores.