RE: XS177 – Brute
07-21-2016 10:15 AM
7/18
More observations – No combo, Brute solo.
Location: Corner Bakery
Tango assessment: My guy friend and a female job recruiter.
My friend is on the market for a new job. He is currently employed, but wants more money. It was my day off (having a Mon off is makes 3 day weekend). He tells me he has this head-hunter that has called him a couple times and she would like to meet for coffee and chat about the market in the career field he’s in.
He calls and wakes me up, and asked me to join him at a particular time.
I wasn’t doing much in the morning, but trying to sleep! Fine, I’ll do this for a friend.
It’s a casual meet and greet and talk about available positions. No need to dress up and clean up nicely. However, it’s an opportunity to continue testing Brute. Why not?
I paint Brute usual pattern on the left and right arm and on the neck. I’m getting use to the smell because it’s not a rancid like the first time.
I head over to my buddy’s house and we take his truck. (Nice Nissan Titan, full options. 4X4. Silver.)
He’s all happy and smiles.
“What the fuck dude” I say. “No, baseball cap?”….”What’s with this cleaned up shit?”- I give him a hard time.
My bud (Chris) is dressed up in a dress shirt, jeans, gelled up hair, cologne (D&G The One – I recognize that juice) and nice shoes. Gold bracelet his girl gave him (cheesy). Normally,----or every time I fucken see him, it’s base-ball cap, t-shirt, shorts, flip flops, no damn cologne, and heavy deodorant.
He says something like, “the recruiter says this one gig is at “________ “ (which is a town very close to us. He’s looking at a 15 minute commute with traffic)
We pull out and head to the Corner Bakery.
He’s yapping and yapping. Like his normal self but more happy mood. We talk about the weekend and how I've been busy. –normal things.
Chris holds the door open for me. I was sleepy, but it’s been an hour since application and now I’m wired up. I feel spunky. More bass in me voice. Minor jaw clench sensation.
Immediately. Hot chica. Spanish descent. This is a damn “deer in the headlights”. She was moving across our path, but paused as soon as I came in. I paused. This may or may not be because of Brute. My bud and I are decent looking guys or just naturally surprised her.
That’s when I sum her up (solid 7, nice body, nice tits, nice legs, gorgeous face, those lip glossed lips). She could be daydreaming about getting straws and napkins and we surprised her. Whatever. Androcles: 1 … IOI: counter 0.
Resume.
She walks to her table with some dude. He looks at me and raises his head to expose his neck, like a “What’s up?” pose, because I was checking out her legs. Nice and appears oiled. She’s in short-shorts, t-shirt blouse thingy and sneakers. No tats on legs. (my preference) I give him a virtual fist-bump in my imagination. Way to go bro! He’s tapping that ass every night. LOL
Chris says wait. He starts texting on his phone. Probably the recruiter. I’m ready for coffee and the overhead menu. Two cute girlies as cashiers. (7 & 7). Short and taller. Chris does that to his phone. I type a few notes into my iphone. Then I don’t wait. I just keep going to the back of the short line.
I rotate my neck slowly like Arnold in Terminator, scanning the environment. The place is packed. It’s early and lemmings-like-clock-work galore. Lots of career professionals. The two customers ahead are serviced and out of my way. (Middle-aged couple. Fat dude, fat wife, they look like nice successful people though ready to pounce on the multiple item, kilo-calories order they drummed up)
I spin back around to the cashier delighted to see me. The 7 blondie is cute. She’s all smiles. It’s sunny outside. She probably has a boyfriend and they went to a theme park to ride a roller coaster this past Saturday. She quickly uploaded photos to FaceBook to stick her friends. …………I’m kidding!
I feel like Bradly Cooper on “NZT” from Limitless.
“How can I help you sir?” – she says or something like that. I didn’t note exact words. I don’t think Brute is doing anything here I can distinguish. Her sidekick cashier (let’s call her Kim) keeps looking at me while taking orders and keeps looking back. She only smiled 3 times. She did look at me so many times I noted: 13 fucking times! I was only there for 5 minutes. Kim is a solid 7. Older than my blondie cashier. Taller. Big tits. Medium build. Light makeup. Caucasian brunette. Say 28 ish?”
“I’ll have some fresh young pussy, with some coffee please”. – Of course this didn’t come out.
I give my order. Chris comes behind me.
He says “Dude, let the recruiter pay”, I’m like “It’s alright bro, she’s here for you, not me”. “Where is she?”- I add. (usually staffing firm recruiters treat for meetings like this)
Chris says, “She’s going to be here in 5”.
I’m thinking. Late…unprofessional. Embarrassing. Get a grip Androcles. It’s only 5 minutes.
Chris decides.. fuck it and buys his own breakfast and coffee. We sit down.
Older Spanish guy. Looks like a manager or team lead, brings us our food. He looks me straight in the eyes. Like a stern look. Very odd. No smiles. Then he smiles. He regroups his composure and says “Do you need some salt? Pepper?Ketchup? hot sauce? we have everything over there…”“Please enjoy”. Grabs our plasticard number and goes back to the kitchen area.
Chris and I begin eating and chatting.
The recruiter finally arrives. Chris is excited, he eats fast, drinks fast and is done. Stands up and to meet her and shakes hands.
I’ve got a mouth full of crushed bacon bits, minced eggs and cheese like a jackass. And .....Ketchup probably.
I choke that shit down in rapid succession so I can say something like “Hi!” Hopefully, not shooting food into her eye either.
She’s decked out to the nines. Business attire, sexy skirt, suit jacket, high heels, lots of perfume ( I know: Marc Jacob: Daisy O fresh something), make-up. Curled porn-style, duo-colored hair. She is cute. (Two-toned dirty blonde with streaks, solid 7, nice big titties, slightly overweight, but not much). Hoop earrings.
She’s got bags under her eyes like she hasn’t slept from a night out drinking and banging. –There goes my imagination again. I shake her hand. Nice dry and soft. I have rough hands and was concerned that my calluses would be embarrassing to the touch.
Her name is Sam. (Probably a Samantha). Chris is all giddy. He puts his hand on my shoulder and tells her he brought me along in case he needed protection….he was just joking and wanted to say something stupid and potentially funny.
She ate it up and laughed. She was all smiles too. Very talkative. She looked at me with huge eyes and a refreshing face. Happy go lucky look. While they talk for a moment. I’m getting in key words for notes into my iphone.
I type in “key” words and numbers as a reminder mnemonic for larger sentences that jog my memory for observation notes like this. She caught me and says “You typing a long email there Androcles?!?”
I reply “Yeah, my mom”… I got a chuckle from both she and Chris.
Chris is a good guy. They chat for minute more and he asks her what she wanted, but she offered to go with him and pay. He told her to sit tight and for me to keep her company and he would go get her some food and coffee.
I know what Chris does, but I play dumb and ask her about positions she has and questions about it. I jokingly tell her not to find him a contract job, but a full time employment because Chris has 3 kids in Paraguay that need support. She was credulous at times. She’s young. I took advantage for laughs. She laughed after the truth reveal. I brag about Chris’ character and tell her all good things about him when he was away from us.
At the end of the day, most of what I say about hyping up Chris is sort of irrelevant because she is not the decision maker of the position. Her client is. I just wanted to chit chat to see Brute do anything. It’s hard to tell in a situation like this because recruiters are often flirty to get you engaged with clients they make money off of.
I've got to work on other things, so I have to curtail this moment.
Condensed Notes:
1. She keeps playing with her hair and pulling her curls downward.
2. Her blouse is unbuttoned and she leans forward often. All recruiters that are sexy do this. She is fidgety though.
3. She keeps twirling her shoes off. Especially when she catches me looking down at her feet. She keeps it up.
4. She doesn’t look around much. She is only focused on Chris and me back and forth during conversation.
5. She talks with her hands, it helps display her well done French-manicured nails. It also takes my eyes off her face for a moment. I keep looking because she’s cute and I feel horned up.
6. She gets unnerved when I stare at her in the eyes. The pupils are dilated. She does this eye squint thingy. Maybe she thinks it sexy.
7. She laughs at everything Chris and I say it appears. I wasn’t that funny. I’m better on alcohol than caffeine.
8. She is so flirty with touching Chris on the arm and she did it to me once before she told a personal story. This might not be Brute induced totally, but I suspect Brute made this more pronounced like the way M3X can influence touching when people are comfortable.
9. When she reached down into her massive hand bag, I saw a tattoo on her forearm.
10. I used that as opportunity to inquire. It reads “Everything I’m not makes me everything I am”. She's from the South. Georgia peaches when she answered my question.
11. She told Chris she’s not a good girl sometimes. Whatever purpose that was. I noted that.
12. Chris (dumbass) acts like he’s in love. Good for him. At least he’s happy. She’s happy. I’m happy.
13. This whole meeting really was about being social. Everything important could have been done electronically. She already has his resume and I’m sure Chris talked to her on the phone several dozens of times.
14. They talked some more. She invited us both to a bar hop in the city with her friends, non-professionally of course.
15. Chris didn’t tell her about his girlfriend and I wasn’t going to punk him out. He did the same for me. If she didn't ask....well...J/K. It just didn't happen. I wanted to see more. I later told Chris on the drive back, in the truck, "Oh hell naw!" when he considered this craziness with this recruiter proposal about joining a bar hop. He was too excited.
16. We just concluded the meeting breakfast social, but she was really flirty with Chris it seems. In my experience, most all (head-hunters) act like this on these meets. She was just on fire if I was to compare to others from the past.
17. I was just fodder bounce opportunity when they both felt awkward in conversation pauses. I played along.
18. Cashier Kim keeps looking at me. Before we leave, she waves at me.
Guys, I get at least an IOI count of 1. Hahaha. give me that.
I'll provide more situation notes as time permits. I'm behind a couple weeks on this. I had to condense writing towards the latter half.
(This post was last modified: 07-21-2016 12:50 PM by Androcles.)
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