The Office Budweiser
The office enkai is some sort of drinking and eating party designed to get everyone acquainted with each other. There are four new teachers in the first grade, and since I’ve, for some reason, been placed with the first grade teachers, they asked me to join them. I actually like the new teachers, maybe it’s because they actually try talking to me. It was also pleasant to hear the new English teacher explain to me that we had just three more days left till the weekend. I found her eagerness to finish the week to be quite warming to my soul.
There’s a new history teacher who really gets a kick out of talking to me. We chatted it up a bit about beers until it started to get strange. He asked me if Budweiser had a nickname… “Bud?” That wasn’t it. He backed his seat up and started pointing to his crotch and waving his hand over the region as if to say, “I’m this big and I come in three different colors and styles!” I was floored, he saw my confusion then explained it a little bit clearer. He was under the impression that in America we call our Johnson rods, ‘Budweisers’. Anyways, this just tipped me off that he must be gay.
The proof of his gayness came a little while later when he ordered some sausage. “Bailiff, please bring out the Budweiser. I bring you photo exhibit A, taken the night of in question.”
Exhibit “A”:

The balls were delicious.
I proceeded to interrogate him and discovered that he did not have any children. The case was in the bag by this point. When we left he thought we’d be late for the train. So he grabbed my arm in one of those music montage sort of ways, like we were Laverne and Shirley, and said, “Let’s go, we’ll be laaayt.” I shrugged, looked at my watch and said we had ten minutes to go just a hundred yards. He just giggled it off.
Highlight of the night came when one of the teachers was telling the others how much she thought I made. I overheard and just smiled and winked to confirm it. The girl next to me, who’s about the same age belted out an, “EEhhhhhh??!!!” What a great moment, then I could tell she started to complain that all I ever do is play on the computer. Such nonsense…
April 12th, 2007 at 8:40 am
so cock and balls came courtesy of history teacher?…ok, it’s making a little more sense now.