It was in the evening...
Reg
location: back to the wilderness
listening to: static
registered: 1999.11.22
Deep in a dark corner about 20 minutes outside of Boston. Very vampire and divorcee friendly area.
Not sure why she was not there as she had responded (not to me I had no communications with her) that she would be attending only a couple days before. I can say I left wearing a wild melange of perfumes that appear quite popular with women in their mid 50s though. It still wafts out the door of my car when I open it.
When I went for coffee early the next morning looking disheveled wearing the same shirt I had on the night before the girl at the coffee shop said "Wow, whomever it was you got lucky with last night wanted to leave no doubt she tagged you."
Not really thinking I said "Oh, no that was about 30 or so women."
I mean I had not had coffee.
And she laughed and said "OK, stud."
–--
'The only way to avoid getting crushed by absurdity, is to humbly include the absurd in our calculations.'
Reg
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Deep in a dark corner about 20 minutes outside of Boston. Very vampire and divorcee friendly area.
Not sure why she was not there as she had responded (not to me I had no communications with her) that she would be attending only a couple days before. I can say I left wearing a wild melange of perfumes that appear quite popular with women in their mid 50s though. It still wafts out the door of my car when I open it.
When I went for coffee early the next morning looking disheveled wearing the same shirt I had on the night before the girl at the coffee shop said "Wow, whomever it was you got lucky with last night wanted to leave no doubt she tagged you."
Not really thinking I said "Oh, no that was about 30 or so women."
I mean I had not had coffee.
And she laughed and said "OK, stud."
–--
'The only way to avoid getting crushed by absurdity, is to humbly include the absurd in our calculations.'
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