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While I was out a bit ago, I stopped somewhere for food. Waitresses, of course, flirt. Flirt equals tips, period. I know this, you know this, she knows this, wives and girlfriends (may they never meet) know this. Fine, I understand. I engaged the young woman, 25 or less and quite easily in the "8" range, being conservative. (And, if you have your druthers, marry a waitress, trust me. Anyway.) After a little this and that, all on the up-and-up mind you, she just came out and suggested where I should stop for a beer, and when. Or at least, I am told, that is when and where she goes. Okay guys, I got scooped on this one. Tempted? Lord knows it.
I came right home after, looked in the mirror, and all I could say was... WTF? Just... words escape me. And she has not been the only one. The problem is... I am incredulous. Go into your back yard and stub your toe on a pound and a half gold nugget. After which, we will chat about this. That is all I am saying right there. Oh, and yeah... these things test my celibacy. Oh do they.
Good night.
Psh.
ReplyDeleteIf I had half your charm...
What I mean is, it ain't looks. As a man, if you're butt-ugly but have a sliver tongue, you have all you need.
ReplyDeleteTrust me, that "charm" would get you in more trouble than it is worth. That is why I said I was tempted. It might be a pass into the temple of her dreams, any "her", but is it enough to keep up the relationship? It creates relationships based purely on that (which has lead me to wonder if there are any other kinds of relationships?). And, to my thinking, those are the relationships I am trying to get away from. Are there any other kind of relationships to go to though, or are they all that thinly devised?
ReplyDeleteThinking... thinking... I just... don't... know. Maybe my mother is correct, I think too much or demand rightness in a world where there is none, or that there is nothing but vanity and shame in various things, little else. So asking for something real is asking for too much. She believes in real, though. She just believes it to be based upon the flimsy. There is no, to her, bedrock. She has never said this, I know her mind on this anyway.
I am beginning to believe there is no real. Women are all thinly veiled deceivers--crazy the lot of them*. At least in the western world. Perhaps everywhere, but in some places and some times, men are able to keep that crazy in check, and channel their energies toward civilization rather than it's demise.
ReplyDelete*And then they hit menopause...