Jul 28, 2005 12:05
If -for whatever reason- you ever decide to check if you're still "hot" to the opposite sex all you have to do is go downtown, order a white wine in a bar and wait what happens. That all there's to it, trust me.
There's this annual festival at my hometown. A market, there are horses, a tour 'd Alblasserdam and in the evening all the bars are open. I don't care for the stupid bicycle round, because I only get jealouse of the riders because they have these fancy bikes and I don't. But in the evening I love to hang out at the bars. Olaf was with his best friend last night, so I went there alone. On my way I met my nephew and his friends so I hung out with them. I lost them somewhere in De Abdij and spent the rest of the evening trying to ditch this guy who was way to interested and way to eager to buy me just one more drink. When he was gone it only got worse: "I'm in the army, want to touch my muscles?" or "You must be from another planet because you're too beautiful to be born on earth" I couldn't help laughing at them. One of my colleagues from De Abdij brought me home and openly asked me what I'd do if he kissed me. I smiled, kissed him on his cheek and went to bed. It's been funny, but not quite what I had in mind for the evening.
I want Olaf. :)