Friday, July 23, 2004

Too Damn Old for This!

Thursday - July 22, 2004

The day went by fairly quickly. We're mostly gearing up for some allotments to expire at the end of the month. This involves taking charges on non-expiring allotments (think money in a bank account) and moving them to the expiring allotments so that we use up the money. That's what I mean when I talk about how it has the appearance of money laundering when we move things around like this. It's perfectly legal though and quite accepted as a method of business.

After work, I had Eddie take me to Spar, so I could stock up on Tomato Soup! I also found the Zimbabwe equivalent of hamburger helper, which they call "mince mate" here. Mince is the term they use for ground beef. So I got one of those. I then went home and hung out with Pet for a while, waiting for Trent to come by and pick me up for the movie around 7pm.

Well, Trent was late. Really late. In fact, he sent some girl named Heather to pick me up. We met each other and she took me to the movie theatre. Problem was that the 8:30pm showing of The Passion of the Christ was replaced by the premier of "Cheaper by the Dozen". Whoops. Turns out a pretty big crowd showed up. It was myself, Trent, Amy, Heather, Skip (marine who looks like Joey from Friends), Pamela (black girl from states whose parents live/work in Zimbabwe while she attends Arizona State), and Pamela's roommate whose name escapes me but is an Argentine native.

We ate at this woodfire pizza place, which was really good. Then we decided to head out to this pub called Keg. It's apparently a local chain in Harare, and quite popular with the white crowd. We showed up and boom, another white majority. It's so funny how that happens here, especially with as few white people as there are. Anyway, another crowd was there, and we drank and socialized. They bought this HUGE beer funnel with a tap on it that provided drinks for about 2 hours.

At one point, Trent was going to lick his fingers and stick it in the head of his beer to make it go away. Well, he shoved his first two fingers all the way to the knuckle without a thought. We were quite shocked that he could do that without gagging. Then we remarked on how big Trent's mouth is. They asked if he could put his fist in his mouth, but he couldn't. However, Pamela went to the bathroom to wash her hands and see if her hands fit in his mouth! She ended up dipping her hand in beer, and sure enough, Trent was able to take Pamela's entire fist in his mouth. I was pretty impressed, but some of the girls made comments about that being a useless talent unless you were a girl. I countered that it actually showed a spirit of adventure that could be quite positive for any female sex partner of Trent's. This suggestion of it being gay came from Heather, who had some drama.

Apparently, Heather is 25 and divorcing her husband. Well, she wants alimony, and her soon-to-be-ex husband is refusing to sign the papers. They ahd a heated phone call, and she was sour the rest of the night. What I didn't know was that she and Trent hooked up when they first met. They fucked within a day or so of meeting, so for him, it was a trick. For a lady going through a divorce, it was more complicated. She wanted to have a relationship and be boyfriend/girlfriend. Trent won't go for that while he's on this rotation of embassies over the next few years. Heather was text messaging him most of the evening while we were at the Marine House after the pub, ranting about how he ignored her, what a jerk he was, etc. Also, he has a girl in Canada that he met over the Internet but has not met face-to-face. He thinks this Canadian girl could be his dream woman because she says all the right things, etc. I cautioned him about internet romances and how they are almost never based in reality. You have to spend time with a person to really know them. Lord knows I was lead down that merry path a few times when I first came out.

Anyway, after the pub, we all went back to the Marine House to watch a movie. It was pretty late, but I thought what the heck. It was 11, and I could be home around 1am. But when we go there, we played some cards, played some pool, and then watched the movie. During this time, Trent pulled me aside for a "heart to heart" and told me about the girl in Canada and also said he liked me for the person I am. Turns out he has a good friend from high school who is gay, so he totally clocked me. He thinks it's wicked cool, and fancies himself as a metrosexual. Not in the getup he had on last night, but that's another story :) I admitted it, and all was fine. At least I don't need to worry about his reaction or him thinking I'm trying to get into his pants.

Anyway, Trent, myself, the Argentine, and Pamela watched the movie Dawn of the Dead. The movie studios provide movies for free to the armed forces. Pretty cool! Pamela was tired, so she passed out. Trent and the Argentine behaved until the end of the movie, at which point, he just started making out with her. Now, they knew I was not only awake, but sitting on the same couch. I got up and moved around while the movie rewound. Next thing I know, Trent is on top of this Argentine girl (who I noticed earlier had brought CONDOMS with her!). Pamela was out like a light on the couch, but I was wide awake and just knew I was about to watch these two fuck right in front of me!!! But, the Argentine put the breaks on it after a while. Trent didn't understand how he could be turned down. He apparently doesn't get turned down normally. I said most girls usually didn't want to get fucked in front of other people. Just a guess, you know.

I admit that I lost a little respect for Trent because of this. It's just rude to try to score in front of other people, especially when you want to go all the way! I'm not sure if he considers me a gay novelty or what, but he's nice enough. He's turning 22 next week too, so he's just as young as the other marines. I was the troll of the group at 29. I got dropped off at 3am, and called Richard and then went to bed. I had to tell him the story and what I'd almost witnessed. Then I just went to sleep, knowing without a doubt that I'm too damn old to be going out like this on a work night!

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