I met Joan around 1994 while I was living in Huntington Beach with Sid. I was busting my ass trying to promote my Body Piercing shop, and while doing some promo work with DJ Lightening from Kroq at Live Bait, a somewhat sleazy Long Beach night club. I liked Joan from the moment I met her, but I would never tell her. I was already in a serious relationship with drugs and alcohol and I didn’t have the ability to cheat, or maybe I was afraid to since I had been self-medicating for so long that I really didn’t have any interpersonal skills. I knew how to hustle and bullshit with people, but I was inexperienced with a meaningful conversion.
I small talked with Joan and her girlfriend who came with her. I was trying to get a really attractive woman to pose nude for a slick business card for my body piercing shop, and she fit the bill, she had big tits, a nice ass, tattoo’s and piercing, and mostly a body that said, “hell yes”, but outwardly her body language moaned “fuck off”. She agreed to pose for my business card in exchange for some free body piercings and a dinner which sadly occurred at a Denny’s in Newport Beach.
I don’t know how it began, but we started talking on the telephone every evening, at first the conversations were short, but over time we began spending hours together on the telephone talking about everything; small talk evolved into really getting to know one another. While I began looking forward to talking with Joan, soon after I met this super sexy stripper who was really into me; looking back she was more into my drugs and the free body piercings I gave her, along with getting into the cool Huntington Beach clubs. It wasn’t long until I started blowing off my nightly phone session with Joan to chase this stripper.
Joan never let on she was attracted to me, and, in fact, she once asked me to help find her a boyfriend, so when I said I knew the perfect guy she immediately said, “No not you.” Since I was really trying to concentrate on my nightly drug and alcohol usage I shrugged it off. Shortly after I began chasing that stripper, Joan called me and as soon as I answered the phone she went into a hostile rant about why wasn’t I calling her, and then literally screamed “you’re blowing me off because I won’t put out?” and then she hung up on me. I remember calling her back and having a heated conversation, and while I wasn’t sure if I was at fault because I did a lot of blackout drinking, I smoothed things over with her and we began talking every night for quite a while.
It wasn’t long until she blew up again and was screamed at me all over again, this time I wasn’t in the mood for the bullshit and I am not clear on what happened next, but soon afterwards she began dating my roommate and now she was off limits because me and my bro had a rule that we didn’t mess around with any woman either of us were dating, unless it was a “one and done” thing. Since I was fully committed to getting shitfaced drunk every night, I didn’t really care. I wasn’t really looking for a girlfriend anyway; I was trying to get my body piercing business off the ground while getting totally fucked up every night.
It wouldn’t be until many years later when Joan let on that she actually wanted me to pursue her, and that she had in fact been attracted to me, but because I was inept when it came to know how to talk to women or how to tell if they liked me I would continue blow off many other women who wanted me. But again because I was living to drink and drug nightly little would have come of any hook up I had succeeded in making!
As I play back some of the events in my life that involved women, it occurred to me that Joan might not have been the only woman who was into me, but then when you live in a booze bottle, sometimes you just really give a shit. Well, maybe I just didn’t give a shit. I was never one of those guys who needed a female side kick while I was running and gunning in my younger years, but I did have a few running bros’ who did. Shit, I bet Clyde would have lived a long life if he didn’t hook up with Bonnie! Fucking women!!!!
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