my first day on the job i got hit on by an old guy who miraculously remembered me from when i used to visit my grandma. it was awk.
okay he's...well...how do i describe him. he's everything the alt right hate. he's bisexual, bipolar, babely...okay i just wanted three b's for alliteration. he's married and has a girlfriend and boyfriend (poly relationship), he's divorced twice, has a metric fuck ton of kids (6 bio kids, 3 step from his bf, 1 step from his gf, 1 step from his wife and his wife and gf are pregnant). he's into all things rock especially 90's and 2000's alt/grunge rock. he's an avid reader. he's also been to prison for slinging drugs and he is constantly battling his war with addiction.
but the silver lining of it is that he is super chill, he's actually quite intelligent but he uses words like swag and bae. he's generous and caring. he's also a fairly well known comedian and he owns and operates a tattoo shop called black hearts which he bought off the guy who helped him out after he got out of prison. it gave him a purpose.
there are a million connections through him but i will tell you the basic ones. his wife ~joselyn, gf ~jini, bf ~geol, ex wife ~genevra, ex husband/bff ~prussell, and two baby mama's that he was never married to ~kaitlyno & ~travashia.