Quote (jarabekg @ Sep 24 2017 01:17pm)
When my girlfriend dumped me I decided to get really good at eating spicy food. I started by watching Hot Ones interviews and bought all the sauces to follow along; within a month the Last Dab wasn't doing it for me. Within three months I could get through ghost peppers without drinking anything to soothe the pain.
I hitch hiked to Texas and stayed in a sketchy motel, paying rent by winning hot food competitions in local bars and getting higher and higher rewards. A lot of guys who would laugh at me at the beginning of the night would end it in an ambulance, unable to handle the level of heat we had to ingest. I didn't make any friends, mainly because whenever people would start calling me tough I'd tell them Avril Lavigne was my hero and ballet was my favourite form of art. I started wearing a flower crown to competitions and a few people who lost to me attacked me, I think because they assumed the crown was an insult or something, I just thought it looked nice on me.
I moved to nicer and nicer motels and hotels until eventually I managed to get a place of my own with my winnings. CNN asked to do an interview with me and I told them no. Tons of old friends texted me, including my ex, but the texts piled up and I lost the will to reply to any of them.
One guy who lost to me came knocking at my door. He said he wanted to live with me to learn my ways and offered to do house chores as a way of thanking me. I told him there was no need to do any chores and we lived together for about a year. One time he asked me why I ate so much spicy food and I couldn't really answer with anything other than because I wanted to, after that he left to get married.
Recently I've been reading a lot about early modern Scottish history and it's really interesting. I've been invited to Japan to participate in a global hot food eating competition but I'm thinking of quitting all that to move to Scotland and do a history degree.
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