@robin
then it was time for dinner. upscale restaurant, the whole nine yards. finally get to relax a bit.
as we're waiting outside, a group of women approach us and ask if they can take a photo. i was blocking a scenic view, so naturally i get out of the way.
the woman closest to me gently grabs my shoulder and whispers: "don't go, i want you in the picture." wtf lol?
i'm confused but i comply. i also make sure my wedding ring is on so my wife doesn't magically appear and get upset. in the meantime my cofounder looks at me assuming i know these people. in fact, the entire cohort of founders and CB ventures team standing in the general vicinity of the restaurant are staring over at us as if we just ran into our eccentric long time friends. i start feeling nauseous.
we take the photo. they invite us back to their place. we decline. turns out the waiting area for an exclusive restaurant = prime hunting ground for s*x workers
(btw should i mint this on moshicam)
17/22