Pick Your Poison, Wednesday
Wednesday, May 28th, 2025 06:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
As a rule, Adrian didn't drink much. He wasn't opposed to alcohol, not even a little, but he just generally didn't. And he certainly didn't drink for any reasons beyond entertainment and socializing. Wanting a drink was all well and good, but needing one? That was where things could get really ugly really fast.
And right now, Adrian really, really needed a drink. "Look, buddy," he sighed. "I don't really know how many times I can tell you this. I'm not the boss. She - yes, she - works on Tuesdays. And you really don't want to mess with her. This 'alpha male bathing supplement' you're shilling isn't going to interest her in--I have no idea what an 'omega soy boy cuck' is, but it's not convincing me to ask my boss to carry your--YEAH WELL, THEY DISCREDITED THE WOLF STUDY YOUR BULLSHIT MALE ASTROLOGY IS BASED ON ANYWAY."
...Not his best retort, no. But it got him off the phone, okay?
And right now, Adrian really, really needed a drink. "Look, buddy," he sighed. "I don't really know how many times I can tell you this. I'm not the boss. She - yes, she - works on Tuesdays. And you really don't want to mess with her. This 'alpha male bathing supplement' you're shilling isn't going to interest her in--I have no idea what an 'omega soy boy cuck' is, but it's not convincing me to ask my boss to carry your--YEAH WELL, THEY DISCREDITED THE WOLF STUDY YOUR BULLSHIT MALE ASTROLOGY IS BASED ON ANYWAY."
...Not his best retort, no. But it got him off the phone, okay?