In July and August, I live a double work life. Monday thru Thursday I am cubicle girl– working in an office confined to a windowless gray box. I sit behind two computer screens running budget reports, sending “please advice” emails, composing official documents for official business. Most days my eyes drift upward to a drop ceiling while my mind muses about life outside this gray box. Friday thru Sunday I experience this ‘outside life’ as a beach bar waitress– serving buckets of beer and baskets of fries. Here I am a certified hustler, flip flopping through the sand slinging frozen drinks and coveted cabanas for cash money. My job is to ensure my guests happily slip into a state of debauchery without becoming belligerently drunk- a hard balance to achieve. This past weekend I had to wake up the above gent who failed this balance challenge. When I removed his towel, I uncovered a red sharpie penis drawing. I guess similar to farts, random drawings of male genital are timelessly funny.
A Warrior Princess