Or Lurker's Rules of Attraction
We laughed about people we both knew as she huried through her first two drinks. She was the girl that every man watched when she walked up to my table. I was very flattered that she had chosen to spend the evening talking to me. Wow. Me.
Halfway through her third drink something her mood changed and she said, "Why do guys always..." In four words my thoughts went from hoping that this was the start of something good, to wondering if gnawing my arm off wouldn't be the best escape strategy. As she ranted about how men had ruined her life I put my internal I-pod on shuffle. Ghonk-ga-da-gee-o Ghonk-ga-da-gee-o Ghonk-ga-da-gee-o...ahhhh ahh ah ah Immigrant song...good tune.
Somewhere between The Offspring and Ted Nugent she stopped talking. I knew she was waiting for an answer, but I wanted to finish Spirit of the Buffalo. I've had this conversation before. Years ago I would have tried explaining that I wasn't like that. This time I answered, "That's just the way guys are." Deal with it. Check please. See ya later.
For me one of the least attractive things a woman can do is complain about men. Ummm...Hello, I'm a guy. When a woman starts blaming all her problems on men, my first thought is, "Here is a person who takes no resposibility for their own actions, has no control over their own life."
I guess I'm not a big fan of the tragic life in general. Most days it seems like I'm the only person who isn't dealing with a boat load of problems from the past. It's amazing how I'm the only person who has lived a glorious live of luxury.
I like dimples. Just thought I'd throw that in. They aren't a make or break deal, but darn they are cute.
I sure wish the woman who was complaining about the size of her lover had put her picture up. She would be a good one to stay away from. I bet he shrank a lot after the break up.
Starting to ramble, running out of time. Maybe I'll post a comment that will make it all make sense. Maybe I'll hit cancel. Maybe I'll come back and fix my typos.
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