A sketchy guy offers me a flier that has the following headline…
"HOT GUYS WANTED"
"Looking for a 20-something man with a cute face, chiseled abs, and an 8-inch cobra. Call XXX-XXX-XXXX if you want to say yes, and we'll treat you as the next sensation."
Of course, I'm being insulted by this kind of job offer… right before a music festival, even.
And thus, with tranquil fury, I shove the flier into the man's chest, stating...
"Buzz off! Thanks, but no thanks."
Heeding my words, the man then leaves.
Now the girls are getting curious why I let my blood boil just now.
"Look, girls… that guy was offering me to star in an adult film."
The memory of Lavian and Alexa is still fresh in my mind, so I have every right to be indignant.
"I did not sacrifice and study hard all those years only to show my private parts to the public. How shameful.
