Remembering you fallen into my arms, crying for the death of your heart
Well, that was disappointing. I got propositioned tonight. Initially, I was flattered and pleased: "Hey, the kid's still got it". A pretty woman smiled and looked at me, then, after some small talk, asked me what I was doing tonight. " Going home to my wife " I answered, to which she replied " Do you have to go right now? Maybe we could do something, I'm very discrete."
Wow. A pretty woman likes the way I look and is in full on acquisition mode. Then she went on: " I have a girlfriend who has a hotel room. Maybe we could go over to see her, you, me and your friend Ben Franklin ".
I smiled at her, a big, wide smile. " That's the best offer I've had all day, maybe the best I'll have all week, but I think I'm gonna pass. Thanks though."
Well, poo. Being propositioned by a pretty woman is an instant ego boo. Being propositioned for a business transaction is not. I have dozens of clients that I can't stand, people who have made the most outrageous racial slurs in my presence, people who hold poisonous political views, people who are just plain nuts. I smile, gloss over their flaws, and continue on with our business relationship. I have nothing against prostitutes, whores have to make a living too, but it was slightly deflating to find out that she was interested in me, the prospective client, and not in me, the wonderful manly stud that I am. I suspect that I'll manage to deal with it and move on with my life.
Wow. A pretty woman likes the way I look and is in full on acquisition mode. Then she went on: " I have a girlfriend who has a hotel room. Maybe we could go over to see her, you, me and your friend Ben Franklin ".
I smiled at her, a big, wide smile. " That's the best offer I've had all day, maybe the best I'll have all week, but I think I'm gonna pass. Thanks though."
Well, poo. Being propositioned by a pretty woman is an instant ego boo. Being propositioned for a business transaction is not. I have dozens of clients that I can't stand, people who have made the most outrageous racial slurs in my presence, people who hold poisonous political views, people who are just plain nuts. I smile, gloss over their flaws, and continue on with our business relationship. I have nothing against prostitutes, whores have to make a living too, but it was slightly deflating to find out that she was interested in me, the prospective client, and not in me, the wonderful manly stud that I am. I suspect that I'll manage to deal with it and move on with my life.