Because anything that can go wrong when I meet a guy, usually does.
Read and make an informed decision.
Havana House (club)Older scarey-looking guy: You smell really nice.
Me: Thank you.
Older: You smell so nice I think you deserve a drink.
Me: No thank you, I just had one.
Older: Well, if you change you're mind let me know. But you do smell real good.
Me (thinking to myself) "Boy, you know damn well I smell like ten packs of cigarettes in this smokey-ass club."
Stoplight in Burbank (Man begins to cross but stares at me instead)
Crossing man: DAMN, you're pretty!
Me: (laughing) Thank you.
Crossing man (walking toward the driver's side of my car): I don't give a f*ck, you only live once, but my name is (I forgot already) and it's nice to meet you (grabs my hand to shake it).
Me: (nervous laugh) Ooookay.
Crossing man: Will you marry me?
Me: uh . . . no.
On phone with Westwood Sports
Man: Westwood
Me: What are your hours today?
Man: Who is this?
Me: Carrie. Is this Westwood Sports?
Man: Yeah. You want to talk to Terry?
Me: No, I want to know what are your store hours.
Man: Well, I'll be there until 6 o'clock.
Me: Okay.
Man: Who is this? Do I know you?
Me: No, I'm not even from this area?
Man: Well, what's your name? Do you want lessons? (meaning tennis)
Me: No, I actually give lessons. What I do want is string.
Man: Okay. What's your name?
On a actual "date" with a much younger guy walking along the waterfront
Man-child: I've been wanting to ask you out for so long.
Me: Really?
Man-child: You are surprised?
Me: Well, I'm glad you . . .car approaches us and driver (older woman) yells out
Older Woman: Did you need me to pick you up?
Man-child: Grandma, I told you I'll call you when I'm ready!
Originally written June, 9, 2007 (yet nothing has changed)
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