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The scent immediately captures my imagination..
I see a more mature gentleman, but still in his prime. He's dining in a grand setting at the local Greek restaurant. He's been dining there for decades. A stocky, tanned gentleman. Dark, dyed back, full hair, a moustache that would make even Magnum envious. He wears a summery shirt, his arms slightly rolled up to present the stainless steel Submariner. He wears it very open-heartedly to reveal his full masculine chest hair. Bedded on it, a gold chain, which he acquired from his first contractor salary in self-employment, on a holiday in Turkey.
His presence is felt throughout the restaurant. He extends it by creating the space he needs with his arms on the corner seat backrest to give his stories the expression you need. His deep bass-heavy voice gently shakes the whole restaurant. His laughter is heartily loud, but determined and with a stern undertone. He doesn't mind if third parties in the restaurant are annoyed by his appearance. Everyone at the table listens to him attentively. He is the alpha in this round.
The submissive restaurant chef is of course on a first-name basis and is addressed from the table throughout the room: "Philippos, make us another round of ouzo."
The young daughter of the boss comes to the table to refill the glass. Teasingly he leans over to her and shoves a 20 in her apron. With a wink he says goodbye, rewards himself with a glance at the pretty waitress leaving and continues his monologue afterwards.
His narcissistic, impulsive nature has robbed him of his wife, but as a builder he has gotten to where he is now. He has no sense of guilt, at least not towards the German state. He pays enough taxes as it is. Sometime is good!
He is loyal to his employees. He treats them well. If you do your job well, you get a good slap on the back. The pain that this causes is gladly accepted, as this is regarded throughout the company as an honourable distinction.
Those who do not do their work will feel the effects of this. He can also sometimes become louder and he can sometimes strike his fist a little more energetically on the table to give more expression to his displeasure.
After the meal and a few more ouzos, he orders 2 espressos for himself in the usual way, which are of course served one after the other. After a sip from the first cup, which disappears in his hand because of his toilet lid like hands, a slightly derogatory statement with a clearing entrance may not be missing in the round. "you'd think they were trying to sell me Lavazza again
Still at the table he lights his cigar for an exaggeratedly long time until there is a more than stable embers, before he boldly pushes the table forward half a meter with a jerk and sets off in slow motion to enrich the terrace with his aura and masculine Nero scent.
His presence is felt throughout the restaurant. He extends it by creating the space he needs with his arms on the corner seat backrest to give his stories the expression you need. His deep bass-heavy voice gently shakes the whole restaurant. His laughter is heartily loud, but determined and with a stern undertone. He doesn't mind if third parties in the restaurant are annoyed by his appearance. Everyone at the table listens to him attentively. He is the alpha in this round.
The submissive restaurant chef is of course on a first-name basis and is addressed from the table throughout the room: "Philippos, make us another round of ouzo."
The young daughter of the boss comes to the table to refill the glass. Teasingly he leans over to her and shoves a 20 in her apron. With a wink he says goodbye, rewards himself with a glance at the pretty waitress leaving and continues his monologue afterwards.
His narcissistic, impulsive nature has robbed him of his wife, but as a builder he has gotten to where he is now. He has no sense of guilt, at least not towards the German state. He pays enough taxes as it is. Sometime is good!
He is loyal to his employees. He treats them well. If you do your job well, you get a good slap on the back. The pain that this causes is gladly accepted, as this is regarded throughout the company as an honourable distinction.
Those who do not do their work will feel the effects of this. He can also sometimes become louder and he can sometimes strike his fist a little more energetically on the table to give more expression to his displeasure.
After the meal and a few more ouzos, he orders 2 espressos for himself in the usual way, which are of course served one after the other. After a sip from the first cup, which disappears in his hand because of his toilet lid like hands, a slightly derogatory statement with a clearing entrance may not be missing in the round. "you'd think they were trying to sell me Lavazza again
Still at the table he lights his cigar for an exaggeratedly long time until there is a more than stable embers, before he boldly pushes the table forward half a meter with a jerk and sets off in slow motion to enrich the terrace with his aura and masculine Nero scent.
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