OK, so in mid-May I drove up to Maryland.  I met up with some old High School friends and had some nice dinners.  Saw the Yankees beat the ever loving hell out of the Orioles.  You know, the standard fare.

But that aside, when I checked into the hotel I was staying in, there was a “click” with the girl working the front desk.  For a couple of days we bantered as I moved around the hotel and crossed her path several times.  She was very attractive and seemed to like me.  So eventually, I asked her out to dinner.  She accepted.

Balls Note:  Yes, by popular demand, I’ll be interjecting some commentary FJM-style on these posts. I shall also keep a running total on the number of service workers that tWBS tries to pick up on.  This is #2 since the last one he wrote about was picked up while she was working at a California pot store.  Proceed.

tWBS:  OK, Balls is just jealous.  Allow me to continue.

Now, the first time we went out, I learned that she lives with her mother and takes care of her.  But in addition to that, she and her mother “host” a gentleman who is underprivileged.  His name is Gerald (as far as you know).

Balls:  Ok, I have to mention this Balls Fun Fact:  In the summer of 2000, I went to Europe for Euro 2000, ended up in Barcelona, and ended up going to the Sonar Festival, which was basically all electronic/dance music.  One of the acts I saw live was “A Guy Called Gerald”.  I’m pretty sure tWBS had no idea when he picked that name.  Anyway, enjoy his music while you read the rest of this:

tWBS:  LMFAO…now shush and let me tell the story.

As I said, they “host” this person.  Now basically, what that means is that he is a recovering addict/alcoholic, and they are taking care of him so he doesn’t die.  Frankly, I was very impressed by this.  I thought to myself that this is a wonderful thing to do.  I was sincerely impressed.

So then the second time she and I went out, she brought Gerald with her.  OK, I can hang with that.  Gerald seems like a decent guy, trying to get back on his feet.  Good deal.  In fact, I probably spent more time talking to him that night than I did with her.  Big Orioles fan, Gerald.  Very nice guy, just down on his luck as they say.

Balls: Timeout!  How is this not a red flag for you?  Lemme help you out:

tWBS:  LOL, wait for it!!!!!

The third time we went out, Gerald is there again.

I didn’t want to be a dickhead, but I did have to ask what was up?  She said it was just bad timing.  Her mother was otherwise engaged that night and she had to bring him.

OK.

Balls:  OK?!?   How is this possibly Ok?  I mean, unless you fancied Gerald or something.  Not that there’s anything wrong with that.

tWBS:  Gerald is a nice guy, but not my type.  Let me finish.

So finally I told her I enjoyed her company, and I asked her if we could have some “alone time”.

She explained that she couldn’t really do that in the hotel she worked in.  They have cameras everywhere and if they see her going into a customer’s room she would get fired.  Understandable.  I get that.

So I checked out.  Rented a room in a different hotel.  I gave the front desk her name and gave them permission to let her check in if I wasn’t back yet.  She happened to be off work that day, but I had some stuff to do that day, and she and I were to meet up at the hotel that evening.

Balls:  That’s a LOT of work to get laid.  I’m just sayin’…

tWBS:  Hey, you gotta put in the effort if you want the results.

Anywhoooooo…..

I get my stuff done, get back to the hotel, and open the door.

She’s already there.  Naked, under the covers.

Balls:  Finally!

tWBS:  I told you, wait for it!!!!!!

(ahem)

……Aaaaaaaand Gerald is also there.  He’s on the other bed, fortunately NOT naked, but still.

Balls:  Devil’s Threesome?  Not my cup of tea, but this is finally going somewhere!

tWBS:  No, it’s not……

tWBS:  WHAT THE HELL??

Girl:  Well Gerald is going to go down to the bar while we…..

tWBS:  Not a chance in hell!!  He’s a recovering addict/alcoholic and you’re just going to send him down to the bar by himself?? WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?

This of course led to a fight, and a very huge lack of sexual activity.

Balls:  Ok, let’s count the ways in which this situation went awry and how you could have handled it:

Problem 1- It’s interesting that you care more about Gerald’s alcoholism than the naked girl in front of you.  Regardless, he’s a grown-ass man and not a child that needs to be constantly watched. If he relapses, that’s on him.  But, I know you and you are too compassionate for that. Unfortunately.

Solution 1 – Have Gerald grab your cell phone and act as cameraman in your own private porn tape.  Easy peasy.

Problem 2 – Why did you yell at the girl?  That just blew any chance you had at getting any.

Solution 2 – You could have calmly said, “You know, with his situation, maybe a bar is not the best place.  Hey Gerald, are you interested in photography, ay? ‘Photographs, ay’, he asked him knowlingly? Snap snap, grin grin, wink wink, nudge nudge, say no more?”

Problem 3 – So,  SHE is naked and Gerald is in the same room.  Did it occur to you that Gerald saw her naked and she was ok with it?

Solution 3 – And the 2019 AVN for Cinematography for a Comedy Featurette goes to…. A Guy Called Gerald!

tWBS:  LMFAO at A Guy Called Gerald.

And first off, I didn’t yell.  But I was pretty miffed about it.  Second, I was not about to try to bang with Gerald in the room, camera or not.  Third, I can’t help that I thought Gerald deserved better than being banished to a bar by himself when he’s a recovering alcoholic.  Call me old fashioned.  I stand by it.

Anyway, I told her the room was paid for.  Have a nice night.  Bye.

Oooooh….that reminds me.  I need to change my Maryland hotel reservations for July.  I need to change to one where she doesn’t work.

Balls:

tWBS:  Next up?  The Saga of the Former tWLS….that’s gonna be a multi-parter.  And could potentially get me into trouble somewhat.  She knows DFO (but probably won’t read it…he says hopefully).

Balls will really start calling me stupid when we get into that.  But the best is yet to come.  LOL.

Also I think Balls enjoys calling me stupid just a little too much, don’t you?  Not saying he’s wrong, but just that he enjoys it too much.

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