This just happened and I’m not certain if this was a fair dismissal of a YouTube ad manifesting itself as ethanol or if my neurospicy just fired a nuke at Israel…
Liqueur girls slinging free jager shots at the bar: “want a shot?”
Me: ….no. I’m here to escape the capitalism. Go away.
Bartender: -glares- wut?
Liqueur girls: are you serious?
Me: I know what this is. You are working girls, just not the kind akron appreciates. I enjoy the product, but not the promotion. Please go away.
Bartender: -wide eyed-
Lady bystander: -dies laughing-
Liqueur whores: -furious, stomp off-
DO NOT ADVERTISE TO THE DRUNKEN NEURODIVERGENT
That was not a fair dismissal. However I get where youre coming from. But also, you walked into and sat down at a bar. This is like walking into a barber or salon, and when offered a haircut, say “No thanks, Edward Scissorhands”
Its more like if you walk into a Barbour Shop and there’s someone handing out free hair gel as an ad?
I was there in a calm bar with friends. And I do enjoy their product (orange jager, peach vodka, pinnacle whipped, sprite, play with the ratios to taste) is nice and super effective. But I don’t come here to be advertised to and sending attractive women to promote ethanol to men at a gay bar was an interesting choice, but that doesn’t mean the response was proportional. I basically launched a nuke at Israel.
If I was a normal person I would have recognized all this BEFORE I said that.
Instead I made 2 young women feel shame for trying earn a paycheck.
I hate myself.
Meh, don’t hate yourself over it, that isn’t useful.
Also, it’s appropriate to be annoyed at Jaeger for not reading the room and sending attractive girls to a gay bar.
First you gotta let go of harshly judging yourself for this.
Just look at it as another opportunity to reinforce the script you’d like to have in your head instead of the one you followed.
This is a Cognitive Behavioral Technique - we operate on default scripts for stuff, changing the script gives us new ways to respond. For an easy intro to CBT, check out the book “Your Erroneous Zones” by Wayne Dyer (yea, he intended the title as a play on Erogenous Zones).
(I say all this as a misanthropic bastard)
It was a drag night it’s possible that was intentional rather than Tonedeaf.
But you never see literate twinks slinging product around either so it always feels weirdly desperate.