burner on Nostr: I met nierenstein at "Spectrobesfest 2024". He put ads all around town, but the ...

I met nierenstein at "Spectrobesfest 2024". He put ads all around town, but the address was just his house. When I arrived, he said "Ah! A fellow spectrober!" and led me inside. When we arrived in his basement, it seemed as though I was the only one who showed up. All there was in his basement was a very small table, two chairs, a bottle of Henessy, and a shot glass. He gestured that we sit down at the table together, I obliged. Thus began the worst 6 hours of my life. He just drank shot after shot, barely more than a foot away from me. He tripped over himself as he explained the story of the spectrobes wii game, as I informed him I had only played the ds entries. By the end of it, he was telling me I was nobody, and no woman would love a man who had never completed Spectrobes origins for the wii, and that my life was hollow. We got up, and he handed me his business card. It was a plain font on White cardstock, it said "Erman Sperm, Fertility Coach" followed by his phone number, which inexplicably had a Chinese extension. Erman said "Another successful Spectrobesfest, I hope to see you again next year". He passed out, and I prepared myself dinner in his kitchen. I had a Ribeye with a side of potato chips. His fridge was filled to the brim with Spectrobes-themed food items that he had prepared himself. I left, and headed home as I would any other day.