Morals? Me?

We'll get to the moral issues in a minute. For now, how about I give you a little hint of what's to come. Mario and I are planning something. Something hella cool. You're gonna love it, I promise. We just need two things: a video camera, and a way to get back down off the neighbors roof. Got you curious now, don't I? You'll just have to wait. The best part is Mario is such a pussy that I have to go first. If I survive, he MIGHT try it, we'll see.

Now, onto morals. Looking at the things I have done, and continue to do, you migh think I have no morals at all. This, surprisingly, is far from true. I have morals, they're just strange by standard measures. Let me give you a specific example, since it's the purpose behind writing this anyways. Today, I got the number for a smokin hot blonde at work. And I had a reason to call her. I was basically handed an invitation to ask her to dinner. Did I take it? No.

Now why do you think I didn't? It's a simple reason. There is a rule at work. No fratenizing with the guests. But, you say, you've slept with plenty of guests at the hotels you worked at. My interpretation of the rule says that I can't fratenize with them, but there is nothing stopping them. If they ask me to dinner, drinks, bed, whatever then it's OK. I just can't ask them. Some women just don't have the confidence to ask, they need a man to do it. There are several other reasons behind that too, I just don't feel like elaborating.

What it all comes down to in this instance is that tonight, instead of spending my evening with a smokin hot blonde, doing things that are illegal in most states, I am sitting at home having a nice quiet night with a beer and a movie. But who knows, it's still early, things may change.

Oh, one addendum to my rule is that if I am drunk, anything goes. I guess that's an addendum to all my rules.