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My Dinner with an Ex Con
My Dinner with an Ex Con I used to work at a local radio rock station in town. I handled the early morning shift from 2 am to 5 am, then carried over to the morning show to do the news and sit in on some banter. So, being on air during the time when most bad stuff happens. Sometimes, i would find myself doing an impromptu therapy session with a lonely drunk caller or invited out to parties that didn't end till the balcony collapsed. I only got this job because the program director thought that i was funny and i didn't stutter on air. So, as i would talk between songs and at times to fill in some dead air, i would get calls from women that were up way too late. So, i ended up dating women that were bold enough to call me up. A lot of times, it wasn't a good match and i began to take calls less and less. One of the last dates that i went on was with a dark haired woman a little older than me. She met me at a restaurant that wasn't too fancy, but i didn't have to carry a tray to the table. When our food came to the table, she casually mentioned that the waitress was looking at me and if she continued, that there would be a scene. I carefully assured her that the waitress was only doing her job. She settled and the surrounded her plate with her elbows and proceeded to eat her food. She began to tell me about being in prison for two years and this was her first real date in months. Lucky me. She stripped the chicken on her plate down like a swarm of piranha and asked if i wanted to go back to her place. I slowly declined but she still called me a pussy and i have to admit.. She was right. |
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Discretion is the better part of valor as they say, and sounds like you made a pretty good decision at the time.
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Run away! And live to play another day. You've tested the theory behind that saying and can now say that it absolutely does work!
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lol...that mental image of her stripping the chicken on her plate...i bet that's what she did that to you, only with her eyes...no wonder why you did not wanna go back to her place...lol...
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1/12/2019 7:56 am |
I hear the saying a lot " leap of faith " by a lot of people especially guys who as it usually turns out have so many knots in their leap of faith rope that they don't leap far ..lol...judging people by what they say or do sometimes that rope gets cut and you fall down..I am country gal through and through , I can like the song says , ride, rope,hammer and paint and get judged for not being girly girl enough ...doesn't mean I am not feminine..
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That was fucked up... and funny. I laughed... Out loud... 😬 ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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Absolutely your call, but if she'd fucked a previous lover to death, she'd probably have got more than two years!
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At least she told you ahead of time. I met a woman here who was convicted on a drug charge (maybe over charged) - she told me on the 3rd date because she needed a ride to her parole office the next AM. When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro. The only thing we have to fear is fear itself.
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CynicusMaximus replies on 1/12/2019 10:43 am: But did you give her a ride though?? Well she gave me a good one so yes I did When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro. The only thing we have to fear is fear itself.
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