A day in SF

I flew in and out of San Francisco to visit the Kink Palace.

They are making me an “Assassin” wrestling costume. I’m actually really excited about it. they had to get my measurements, which I found out are 33-26-36…some of the weirdest most disproportioned measurements I’ve ever heard of but hey at least now I know.

The flight up was rather amusing. I flew out on Southwest and like most airlines, Southwest as  2 item maximum for carry ons. There were 2 young broads about my age (29) who were each carrying about 6 giant shopping bags from Nordstrom, True Religion…and other high end stores. They guy at the gate informed them that they would have to consolidate their stuff into 2 bags each and the girls got really bitchy with him. They started raising their voices at him, cursing at him, bringing up how expensive their shit was,  making a spectacle. They really had no choice other than checking the bags so they went to the side and started stuffing stuff into bags to get them to fit. This rich bitches, with all that money to spend on stupid stuff never learned manners and all the money in the world can’t buy class. One of the girls squatted down to consolidate her bags and when she did so her ass crack started hanging out..classic…you can tell these girls, with all their money were really classy right?

One of the other girls went to go throw away the now extra, unused bags and as she left she made sure to say really loud, “can you watch my stuff and make sure no one steals anything”

oh man it was great.

so I got my measurements and then flew home….that’s is, easy day for me. Tomorrow I’m flying back out to DOM!!! yes!!! DOM for public disgrace.  You know I;ll tell y’all more about that later