This past weekend, I received my resume rough draft back from my Career Development professor. I have never been comfortable with writing one and was pleasantly surprised to find out he considered it perfect. I have a couple of skills I want to add before I turn in the final draft this weekend, including one I gained today for the Experience section of my current job.
Escorted a dozen female colleagues to a Gentleman's Club for lunch.
That's right. It was someone's last day and she really thought it would be fun to go there. Problem is, they need a man to take them and so my wife offered me up. While I enjoyed the double lap dance they paid for to thank me, I was shocked to watch women interact with strippers.
Everyone chipped in for the lady who was leaving to receive a lap dance. The stripper wanted to wait until the next song and so she sat down at our table and discussed the various surgeries they have both had. Guys don't talk to strippers or, well, they don't talk about non-sex related topics. The dancer did let the lady break code and touch her breasts during the dance. There is also something to be said about watching your female coworkers use their teeth to insert dollars into the strippers g-strings and rub breasts with them. Guys are really missing out on the ability to rub breasts with a stripper.
