I've been slacking, but not, on Project Interesting. I've met a few people, they've told me a few interesting stories, but to me they just don't seem to be up to the magnitude of Project Interesting. Is it that I'm picky, hold high standards, or is it that I'm not a fan of "one-liners" as an interesting story? Dutch, if you ever read this... after your interesting story and reprieved interesting story... not that it wasn't epic (because both were epic for sure!), maybe they're just not the stories I'm looking for to share. But! Great bar stories!!!
I digress. Last night I met Sara, who just came from playing an acoustic set at Brittney's.
-Sara
After indulging in some libations with her friend some four years ago, they both agreed to visit Vietnam for a wildlife tour put on by the San Diego Zoo. Apparently a few apes and the giant squirrel was what there was to see. After a long day of walking and hiking up and down hills/mountains, Sara and her friend retreated back to their hotel where they remembered that the hotel had a $10 massage service (can you tell where this is going?). So the two of them ask how to get to the massage parlor on the 2nd floor since it wasn't accessible by the elevator (another yellow flag she told me she disregarded). So up the stairs they went and walked in. Inside the parlor, it was full of petite Vietnamese women in very skimpy almost lingerie "clothing." So the two were separated into their own private rooms and had a pleasant hour long massage (which supposedly the women walked on their back WHILE still massaging them!). At the end, the masseuse told Sara in very broken English "You shower with me now." So... she paid, tipped her another $10 dollars and booked it to the room.
Moral of the story? Hell if I know... I'm just glad I got a somewhat decent interesting story, not half-assed.
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