Day two: I was running late for work this morning so I didn’t apply any mones for the first part of my split shift. Got home and decided to nap on my break as I was pretty exhausted from lack of sleep. woke up about half an hour before my evening shift still tired as all hell. I remembered reading in a thread yesterday that p102 and a314 together made for a pretty potent focus and getting shit done mix so I threw a spray of a314 on my jawline and on my wrists followed by a go of p102 along my jawline. The effects of those two seemed a bit delayed, but eventually seemed to set in as I didn’t have a single issue maintaining focus while serving a busy dinning room on no sleep. I also went for a spray of IS on my adam’s apple and in my hair, and that shit went right to work as a pick me up. I was feeling good, strong and confident when I clocked in at work.
I was serving tonight as opposed to bartending. Before we got busy and I had to knuckle down on the conversation, it seemed to me like people were much more apt to take my suggestions for dishes. I work at an upscale asian place in a fairly small podunkish city, so a lot of times people come in having no idea what it is they want to eat. Literally 9 out of the 10 suggestions I made tonight were an instant success. I didn’t really change my sales pitch of any of the dishes, at one point I didn’t even pitch it at all, I just gave the name of the dish and the gentleman immediately took to the idea. Overall it seemed like the guests were much less apprehensive when I would steer them towards a specific dish. I would describe this phenomenon as a positive reaction.
The giggly hostesses weren’t hunting me down today, but at one point they decided it would be appropriate to as me a very personal, yet general question about my sex life. In hindsight I probably should have taken the bait to see what other outcomes could have been, but I opted to take the professional route and I simply told them I was a virgin and walked away. 
I brought the encounter up with a female server (about my age) that I’ve been working with for months, and the mention of it led to a brief, but fairly graphic conversation about our personal kinks. I don’t think I ever would have been inclined to partake of this conversation except under the effect of the mones and with the interest of experimentation in mind. I also don’t think my co-worker would have ever seen me as someone that would be receptive to this sort of talk. I would describe this as a soft reaction that I might have provoked by altering my character. Side note, this other server is married with 3 children.
Another reaction I observed was with one of my male co-servers. He’s brand new and it was only my second shift to work with him, so it’s hard to really gauge his reaction. I’m a spanish-jewish white male of rather small stature and the new guy is half black and stands nearly a foot taller than me. He’s minutely effeminate, hard working, and from what I gather is very confident. Possibly gay, but I don’t know for sure and in this case it’s neither here nor there. If I haven’t said it enough, when it comes to work and my demeanor I’m always very professional, but back in the kitchen, and in normal conversation I am a very easy going, “sup dude” “hey bro” “nah, you’re cool man” kind of guy. Easy going to a fault really. This new gentleman was responding to nearly everything I asked him to do with “yes sir”.
I’ve heard that a314 is a good masculine leadership, trust me type of mone. I will be the first person to tell you that I am not reliable and really I’m not even that good at serving, but it seemed as though he was hanging on my every word. Almost like he wanted to please me. Our first shift together wasn’t really like that at all, and it was only hours apart from the the evening shift after I put on the mones. Again I don’t know much about him, or any other outside controls that might have caused this, but I’d describe it as a response.
Anyway, the tips tonight were pretty mediocre and it seemed Like I was getting a negative reaction from a few of the male patrons. Actually I got stiffed for the first time ever since working in this restaurant. Not just a “I didn’t know it was a bad tip” stiffed, but a 53 cent tip in spite of spot on and speedy service. There were a couple female guests that seemed to be absolutely enchanted with my sales pitch and demeanor, but I can’t really say weather or not any of this is related to the mones.
Decided to hit a dive bar after work to grab a beer or two. I like to drink until my feet stop hurting after a double shift. I sat up at the bar like I normally do, reclined a bit in my chair and just vegged out. I got two possible hits while at the bar. I was doing nothing out of the ordinary for me, just watching a college basketball game and drinking my moose drool . A dude came up to the bar, asked me how I was doing, nothing unusual and started to order a drink. He stopped mid order and said "oh wait a second, actually this guy was here before me, indicating to the bartender that she might need to take care of me first. I had been at the bar for probably ten minutes and had a half full beer in my hand. I told them both I was fine and that he should go ahead. He said thanks ordered his beer and walked back to where ever it was he came from. He didn’t seem drunken or anything like that, and in my years of bar going I’ve never seen a guy stop mid order to offer his place in line to another dude. Especially not a dude that was sitting at the bar drinking happily.
The second minor occurrence was from a female cocktail waitress, not my waitress mind you, I was being served by the bartender and hadn’t even so much as looked at this girl since I got there. She was walking by to throw away some empty bottles and decided to strike up a conversation with me. I talked to her as I would anyone else, no inclination of attraction or interest, just a little small talk about what I was doing and our mutual profession. She went off to serve some other patrons and I continued to watch the game and drink. She came back a few minutes later to talk a bit more about nothing. She was obviously busy as it was a saturday night, so she kept it brief, but upon her departure she made a point to give me a “coke can” sized pinch on my inner thigh, just above the knee. She told me she’d stop by again, but I left after finishing my beer up. I am not flirtatious at all unless I’ve had a few too many or am genuinely interested, and I’m certainly not the type of person that people try to initiate physical contact with unprovoked. Not sure if this was mone related, but it definitely struck me as out of the ordinary.
That’s my full report for the day, can’t wait to see what else I can get myself into,
Veryslyfox
Oh shoot I almost forgot a side effect that I experienced at the end of my shift. My managers and boss were in a meeting, as they always seem to be right when it’s time for me to clock out, usually I just brush this off and just wait around cleaning or whatever until I can get clocked out and go about my business. Today it seemed to really irritate me. Not sure If I’m just tired of their shit or if there are actually bits in the mix I was wearing that would make me more susceptible to aggression or irritability. If any of you veterans out there can enlighten me on the matter I’d love to hear it.
