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Odd or normal behavior? 8/21/15 (1 Viewer)

Arizona Ron said:
I’m at a bar and meet a woman; white, late 30s, maybe early 40s looks like she just got off from working at a restaurant – would bang but wouldn’t brag about it. There are two other women at the bar and me. It’s about 7:00pm, I’m wearing a fitted white dress shirt I ordered from MTailor, Tommy John underwear, dress pants and a silver John Varatos sports jacket hanging on the chair I’m in.
pics or GTFO.

 
are you trialing your next story for another board here? Because the last ones were way better.
Little faith. This guy can spin a yarn with the best of them.
Sure, but what has he done for us lately?
I think we are low on his list of priorities and rightly so. He has a lot of tail to bang.

His life is not like yours or mine. While we are deciding what to have for dinner or if we want to bother washing the car, he is deciding which broad he is banging or picking up to add to the harem.

 
are you trialing your next story for another board here? Because the last ones were way better.
Little faith. This guy can spin a yarn with the best of them.
Sure, but what has he done for us lately?
I think we are low on his list of priorities and rightly so. He has a lot of tail to bang.

His life is not like yours or mine. While we are deciding what to have for dinner or if we want to bother washing the car, he is deciding which broad he is banging or picking up to add to the harem.
Apologies to AR, but I rate him according to what he does for me. Not him or random broads.

 
A few days ago, it’s hot day as hell; I spent the early part of the day at Top Golf in Alexandria with some old clients/now friends and decided just head home around 3. I stop by the same bar on my way home. It’s early, about 5pm; the bartender is setting up – I’m the only customer in the bar.

The bartender is the same one that worked the night the chick in the OP talked about helping her son put a condom on. I know the bartender by name, ‘Janice’, early-40s meh, super straight-shooting career bartender. I ask her, reluctantly, “did you hear woman talking about putting a condom on her kid last week?” (I say it while holding back a laugh, smiling with the “could you believe that” kinda look).

She didn’t smile, she explains that the woman’s son is autistic (my smile is gone and I’m immediately mortified) – The bartender goes on empathetically explaining the strides of the woman working with her son from being behind in school, socially awkward to having a girlfriend and slowly fitting in at high school (bartender’s know everyone’s business). She rehashes some of what I heard the woman talking about, single mom making ends meet, etc. She tells me the woman struggled with drugs, lost her kids and got them back after getting off drugs and getting away from her abusive husband.

Me (silent pause…then I say): “I’m sorry”

Bartender: “Why are you sorry, you didn’t know? It’s the weirdest ####### thing I’ve ever heard (give me this ‘duh’ look); if I didn’t know the woman I would have called child services or something”.

Me: “I feel like should apologies for my ignorance”

Bartender: “Tell you what, why don’t you buy her a drink - she just pulled up”.

Me: (I turn around and look out the window, I see an old Rav 4 pulling up), “I’ll take another one and set her up on me”.

She walks in, same work outfit, disheveled and looking around to figure out where to sit. She recognizes her drink prepared but pauses since it’s in the seat right next to me in an empty bar. The Bartender, Janice, say, “Barb, this gentleman says the first one is on him”.

Barbara: (almost what I would consider, uncomfortably loud) “Well thank you! That was very nice of you. That’s the first nice thing that’s happened all day!!!” (she goes on for about 10 minutes describing how crappy her day was – I’m trying to act like I give a #### while wincing from her choice of volume). “I’ve seen you around a few times, always looking so professional, are you off today?” (looking at my shorts and casual apparel).

Me: “Hi, my name is Arizona, my friends call me Ron. To answer your question, I didn’t go in the office today. I met a few friends down at a driving range and decided to go with boat shoes, plaid shorts, white tee and complimenting unbuttoned over-the-shoulder Mr. Porter silk shirt”.

Barbara: “Well I still feel under-dressed” (laughs wildly...still loud). “My daughter is stopping in to join me, (she looks saying to the bartender), things are tight so we’re only going to have one or two”.

Me: (still feeling like I owed her an apology even though I never did anything to her or offended her directly – I say), “Don’t worry, while I’m here it’s on me. I love your conversation so please continue."

Barbara: (overacting – way over the top) wow, well look at this. Slowdown slick! or I’ll let my hair down, haha (again in this 40+ year old chick way of jokingly, ‘being sexy but knowing she isn’t’ – not sure if that even makes sense but you know it when you see it).

I play along, why not. I just wanted a drink, now I have some conversation and I feel like I made someone’s day.

Barbara: “There’s my pride and joy!” (as another woman walks in)

The bartender starts to make a drink, I say “that’s on me”. Barbara, (to her daughter) “this nice man is trying to show me a good time, (loud awkward uncomfortable laugh). I get introduced to Barbara’s daughter; 23, no kids, (and a face that says, "I have issues") - many flaws but still a much more bang-able version of Barbara.

I didn't stay long, I told the bartender to keep it on my tab even after leaving as long as they didn't get too wild.

I did my good deed for the day.

 
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A few days ago, it’s hot day as hell; I spent the early part of the day at Top Golf in Alexandria with some old clients/now friends and decided just head home around 3. I stop by the same bar on my way home. It’s early, about 5pm; the bartender is setting up – I’m the only customer in the bar.

The bartender is the same one that worked the night the chick in the OP talked about helping her son put a condom on. I know the bartender by name, ‘Janice’, early-40s meh, super straight-shooting career bartender. I ask her, reluctantly, “did you hear woman talking about putting a condom on her kid last week?” (I say it while holding back a laugh, smiling with the “could you believe that” kinda look).

She didn’t smile, she explains that the woman’s son is autistic (my smile is gone and I’m immediately mortified) – The bartender goes on empathetically explaining the strides of the woman working with her son from being behind in school, socially awkward to having a girlfriend and slowly fitting in at high school (bartender’s know everyone’s business). She rehashes some of what I heard the woman talking about, single mom making ends meet, etc. She tells me the woman struggled with drugs, lost her kids and got them back after getting off drugs and getting away from her abusive husband.

Me (silent pause…then I say): “I’m sorry”

Bartender: “Why are you sorry, you didn’t know? It’s the weirdest ####### thing I’ve ever heard (give me this ‘duh’ look); if I didn’t know the woman I would have called child services or something”.

Me: “I feel like should apologies for my ignorance”

Bartender: “Tell you what, why don’t you buy her a drink - she just pulled up”.
You had me up until here.

 
“I’ve seen you around a few times, always looking so professional, are you off today?” (looking at my shorts and casual apparel).

Me: “Hi, my name is Arizona, my friends call me Ron. To answer your question, I didn’t go in the office today. I met a few friends down at a driving range and decided to go with boat shoes, plaid shorts, white tee and complimenting unbuttoned over-the-shoulder Mr. Porter silk shirt”.
this schtick is a grower.

 
AAABatteries said:
shadyridr said:
You even explain to people you are sitting right in front of what you are wearing in fine detail :lmao:
:lmao: :lmao:
Um... Ron is on the autism spectrum as well.

I'm sure you guys just weren't aware of that. Maybe you should buy him a drink.

 
El Floppo said:
Arizona Ron said:
“I’ve seen you around a few times, always looking so professional, are you off today?” (looking at my shorts and casual apparel).

Me: “Hi, my name is Arizona, my friends call me Ron. To answer your question, I didn’t go in the office today. I met a few friends down at a driving range and decided to go with boat shoes, plaid shorts, white tee and complimenting unbuttoned over-the-shoulder Mr. Porter silk shirt”.
this schtick is a grower.
Yeah, it takes brass balls to describe your clothing to someone who's standing right in front of you. Unless it's you who's autistic.

 
El Floppo said:
Arizona Ron said:
“I’ve seen you around a few times, always looking so professional, are you off today?” (looking at my shorts and casual apparel).

Me: “Hi, my name is Arizona, my friends call me Ron. To answer your question, I didn’t go in the office today. I met a few friends down at a driving range and decided to go with boat shoes, plaid shorts, white tee and complimenting unbuttoned over-the-shoulder Mr. Porter silk shirt”.
this schtick is a grower.
Yeah, it takes brass balls to describe your clothing to someone who's standing right in front of you. Unless it's you who's autistic.
he might be describing the clothes to somebody else...

 
Telling people what you are wearing is being smart. You don't want people thinking you buy off the rack.

 
AAABatteries said:
shadyridr said:
You even explain to people you are sitting right in front of what you are wearing in fine detail :lmao:
:lmao: :lmao:
Um... Ron is on the autism spectrum as well.I'm sure you guys just weren't aware of that. Maybe you should buy him a drink.
I didn't know Ron was on the autism spectrum. I feel like should apologies for my ignorance.
Or at least teach him how to use a condom (Trojan ultra thin lubricated with the special reservoir end - for extra safety. You may not know this by looking at it, but it is 25% thinner than regular condoms. Also comes in various colors)

 
Arizona Ron said:
Me: “Hi, my name is Arizona, my friends call me Ron. To answer your question, I didn’t go in the office today. I met a few friends down at a driving range and decided to go with boat shoes, plaid shorts, white tee and complimenting unbuttoned over-the-shoulder Mr. Porter silk shirt”.
:lmao:

 
Wait, should you be D.C. Ron now? Or Arizona Ron Fan? Or Artist Formerly Known as Arizona Ron?
The character Arizona Ron is a buddy of Notorious B.I.G. You can find the lyrics describing him in the song "#####s bleed".

ETA: N word ending with a

 
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El Floppo said:
Arizona Ron said:
Ive seen you around a few times, always looking so professional, are you off today? (looking at my shorts and casual apparel).

Me: Hi, my name is Arizona, my friends call me Ron. To answer your question, I didnt go in the office today. I met a few friends down at a driving range and decided to go with boat shoes, plaid shorts, white tee and complimenting unbuttoned over-the-shoulder Mr. Porter silk shirt.
this schtick is a grower.
Big fan of it too.

 

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