sort of old photo. couple months
Some of my beloved staff…
Beloved indeed!
Faust, is that an amish beard you’re sporting, or do I see faint signs of a mustache?
I shave infrequently. That looks to be a trim of some sort, done just to make it look like I’m growing a beard, rather than that I just haven’t shaved in a while. And the babes love it.
Hey Cutie 
Haha!
I used to pull the cheeks of my younger bro’s school-friends and make em blush, but they were just too darn cute to be able to resist doing it 
Concubines?
Magsj:
Nice haha
Not at all. Just part of the highly competent waitstaff from the pub I am a manager at.
Well, one of them, I fired.
But the rest are all highly competent.
I think of them as daughters.
Well, nieces.
Distant cousins, maybe.
Very distant.
Friends of distant cousins.
Have I mentioned that they are highly competent?
Competent is the word I would use, yes…
I’ll quit my job and come work for you. I’m highly competent. And by that I mean I’ve waited tables before.
Sure, but…send a photo. I can tell a lot about a person’s competence by a photo. Just a knack that I have.
I can see that, if I’m understanding what you mean by “competent”… on a completely unrelated note, was the one you fired ugly?
with bedhead that looks suspiciously like a hairstyle I used to sport in high school
in a car in Maine
my favorite scar
What did you get hit with - or headbutt - some kind of chain…?
Gib - I fired one of the girls in the photo.
It was painful, but that’s why I get the big bucks.
Ouch.
Did you give it to her straight…? Or go behind her back…?
Let’s just say she put me in a difficult position.
But you fired her innuendo.
Thought I was comfortable enough with my ice skating skills to pretend I was a hockey player. Always wanted to get into that sport. Tried to change direction skating after a ball and quickly lost my balance, slipped, and somehow smashed my face on the ice. I never remembered falling. I’m positive there was short term memory loss. The short time that transpired between my losing balance and looking up from the ice was gone. In fact, I was still expecting to fall.