After a week of training I can feel the "knowledge" and I am not talking blow jobs people.
First lesson learned... if at all possible use the men's lavatory over the women's. Three days consecutively there was a used tampon wrapper resting ever so gingerly ON THE TOILET PAPER ROLL in the ladies room.. now maybe its just me.. but I'll drip dry before I touch someone else's used fucking wrapper.
When I thought it couldn't get any better the third day... there was a blood clot adhered to the wall in said bathroom.. minus wrapper. Really? Blood clots? And this thing had some substance to it because it wasn't dripping down the wall or smeared it was a solid coagulated clot (black center), vagina height stuck on the wall. I wonder if she was just clearing the path for the tampon or perhaps it got on her finger? Stumped by the clot I took a picture and showed the boys sitting around me. All of whom dry heaved and said we were sick bitches. Then of course we played the "how much for you to swallow it down, dark center and all" game.
On the fourth day of training. If you have pubic hair mutton chops on your face and your a female (not a hasidic Jew) neaten that shit up!! Ladies, those things might as well serve as handles during sexual acts. And DO NOT try and comb them flat against your face? Just stop with the rogain and wax. But thank you for the hours of convo about what we would do with them *wink*
If you go out for beers and end up at a pub that is having a fund raiser and you think the waitress is next to you so you go to hand her money for the next round and quickly realize to your dismay that its someone "collecting for the cause" don't hesitate or try and take the money back... it looks terrible.
Last lesson of the week.. tell your hairdresser that your trying to grow out part of your hair BEFORE SHE CUTS IT OFF!!
