-I work in a restaurant, I couldn't really imagine not working in a restaurant.
-Im pretty blunt, I don't really see the point in tip toeing around things or masking them in ambiguity.
-Sometimes I can't tell if im being sarcastic or genuine.
-I really like bicycles...a lot, I ride a bike everyday.
-I talk about food..a lot...I don't really even associate food with eating anymore. Apparently this is not normal.
-I will judge you for having dietary restrictions/food
allergies, and probably berate you about them.
(Self diagnosed gluten allergy people, im looking at you)
-I am not a Giants fan.....I have no team allegiance and am not a fan of any sport in general. I will go to a hockey or baseball game if someone else buys my ticket so I can stuff my face with hot dogs and stadium nachos, but then I will get bored after an hour and want to leave. I can't think of anything else more uninteresting then going to a bar and watching a game on a television. I would rather go to the dentist.
-I don't work a 9-5, I never want to work one, I can't really date someone that does. I won't understand your job, how you get tired, and I won't understand your ambiguous job title. I work late and on a normal day I don't get up until 10:30. I don't go out on weekends.
-I hate brunch, don't talk me to about brunch, ask me where my favorite brunch spot is, or "how can you hate mimosas and french toast!?". Brunch is just a stupid thing white people made up so they can feel classy while getting drunk in the morning. Don't get me wrong, there are few things I love more than breakfast, but fuck brunch. (Only those of you who have had to go to work severely hung over to work a brunch shift will sympathize with me)
Well...don't I sound charming.
IM A NICE GUY I SWEAR I WILL LIKE TOTALLY OPEN THE DOOR FOR YOU AND TELL YOU YOU'RE FINE WHEN YOU'RE FALLING AND PUKING EVERYWHERE WHEN YOU'RE DRUNK IM SUCH A GENTLEMAN.
My instagram is more interesting than I am.