Barney was right. Don't break the Platinum Rule
If you watch the TV show "How I Met Your Mother," then you'll be familiar with the Platinum Rule. The rule that stands above the Golden Rule.
According to Barney the Golden Rule is:
Love Thy Neighbor.
Sure it's not THE Golden Rule, but he says it's to back up his Platinum Rule with dramatic effect and dramatic irony. The Platinum Rule stands as is:
But Don't Love Thy Neighbor.
In other words, don't fuck the help, keep it outside the circle, don't shit on the playground, there's a billion ways to say it. Do not get involved with people who are too close to your place of dwelling, working, playing, etc...
This is where the don't date co-workers rule comes from. Why doctors can't date their patients. Why Starbucks even has a rule where people of different positions can't date in the same store. Baristas can date barsitas, but baristas can't date Asst. Managers. Don't fuck the bartender at your favorite bar. Don't ask the server out if it's at a place you frequent.
It's bad enough people are social in-breeders. Rather than meeting new people they date each other in their group. Roy, Alan, Debbie and Kate are all buddies who hang out all the time. Roy used to be with Debbie and Kate used to date Alan, but now Alan is rimming Roy and Debbie is licking Kate - ok that's a horrible example, because they're coming out of the closet, but ya know what I mean.
Tuesday we decided to go to Bleu after some curry ramen and Kana was working there. It's always nice to have familiar faces there it makes it feel all the more, homey. Well wtf, she wouldn't give us our bottle because we didn't know what name was on it. It never mattered before, but now all of a sudden, she wants to know the exact name. Dude we pick random names all the time, this shit wouldn't happen if Emi or Sayaka were there, but Kana was being all witchy rubbing her wart. We sat there trying to remember what the hell the name was, we even pin pointed it down to the exact date we got it, exactly how much vodka was in that bottle of Absolut, but she still refused to give us the bottle without the name. W T F.
So we left. Fuck that. Seriously, I was so disappointed. We got dicked at a place we have easily dumped over $3500 of bottles into over a fuckin name? Are you seriously afraid that we're going to steal someone else's bottle? OMG. WTF. BBQ even.
So as we were walking through the rain to our cars to go to another bar that we would ultimately be barred from, drenched in our sorrows it hit me.
My friend asked her for her number and got it.
He never called.
According to Barney the Golden Rule is:
Love Thy Neighbor.
Sure it's not THE Golden Rule, but he says it's to back up his Platinum Rule with dramatic effect and dramatic irony. The Platinum Rule stands as is:
But Don't Love Thy Neighbor.
In other words, don't fuck the help, keep it outside the circle, don't shit on the playground, there's a billion ways to say it. Do not get involved with people who are too close to your place of dwelling, working, playing, etc...
This is where the don't date co-workers rule comes from. Why doctors can't date their patients. Why Starbucks even has a rule where people of different positions can't date in the same store. Baristas can date barsitas, but baristas can't date Asst. Managers. Don't fuck the bartender at your favorite bar. Don't ask the server out if it's at a place you frequent.
It's bad enough people are social in-breeders. Rather than meeting new people they date each other in their group. Roy, Alan, Debbie and Kate are all buddies who hang out all the time. Roy used to be with Debbie and Kate used to date Alan, but now Alan is rimming Roy and Debbie is licking Kate - ok that's a horrible example, because they're coming out of the closet, but ya know what I mean.
Tuesday we decided to go to Bleu after some curry ramen and Kana was working there. It's always nice to have familiar faces there it makes it feel all the more, homey. Well wtf, she wouldn't give us our bottle because we didn't know what name was on it. It never mattered before, but now all of a sudden, she wants to know the exact name. Dude we pick random names all the time, this shit wouldn't happen if Emi or Sayaka were there, but Kana was being all witchy rubbing her wart. We sat there trying to remember what the hell the name was, we even pin pointed it down to the exact date we got it, exactly how much vodka was in that bottle of Absolut, but she still refused to give us the bottle without the name. W T F.
So we left. Fuck that. Seriously, I was so disappointed. We got dicked at a place we have easily dumped over $3500 of bottles into over a fuckin name? Are you seriously afraid that we're going to steal someone else's bottle? OMG. WTF. BBQ even.
So as we were walking through the rain to our cars to go to another bar that we would ultimately be barred from, drenched in our sorrows it hit me.
My friend asked her for her number and got it.
He never called.