I wear my sunglasses at night,... so I can forget my name while you collect your claim.

[silver_notebook]

The sun shines, reminding me of my need for sunglasses. Some strange string pulls me into a shop far too extravagant for my means. On entering, I’m quickly attended by a well-groomed, young man.

‘What are you after?’ He enquires.

‘Sunglasses. Big. Small is lost on my face,’ I assert, with the confidence of a real consumer.

‘How about these?’ he

Comments

Sunglasses

[justicerighteou]

Cute.

Re: Sunglasses

[silver_notebook]

I could whisper, 'cunt' in your delicate ear right now and you'd find it cute (especially if I was wearing those sunglasses).

[metrocentric]

They're probably thinking: "Why are women such wimps when it comes to buying expensive sunglasses?"

[silver_notebook]

I wimped 'cos currently I'm not very wedged up, in fact, I'm bordering on impecunious, and that which I have seems better spent on other things. I mean £200 for sunglasses! I'd have to be either very rich, or very image obsessed to indulge in such excesses.

Your new icon is perfect for displaying exasperation at us women who expect so much of men. To be honest, said man in shop was undeserved object of my spleen, as I can't imagine we would have been suited (as I, indeed, added in next line). It's just he represented something closer to suitability than the usual, bouncers/stray men on street who do get round to asking me out. It seems the closer to suitability, the less likely to they are to act, and for all sorts of reasons, that was a particular irritation around the time I posted this. I know it's not fair on you men to expect you to do the running or asking, but despite most men's rational enthusiasm for women making moves on them, their instinctive reaction is, 'Aaah, scary; run'.