hypocrite

Mike is a man I worked with at Jetz. We both smoke weed and he had an unorthodox manner similar to my own, so we were fast friends. Mike is like 50 and married. This morning, Mike picked me up in his beater car before he bought me coffee and we went and sipped it in the park. The night before, I had met up with a polyamorous man and fucked him in the woods. I told Mike about this, then he told me about a time he had noticed a woman, older, like him, wasn’t wearing a bra and Mike said something to her. She lifted up her shirt. Then they had sex.

So, from my house, I had brought along book about Buddhism called “Becoming Enlightened”. I knew Mike was very into Buddhism.

At the end of our visit, I asked “Do you have any tips on becoming enlightened?”

“Stop sleeping around,” he said to me.