I knew most of the folks there, save a few, including one particular divorcee who set her sights on LB about 30 seconds after we arrived. To be fair, I'm not always great at the flirting, but I'm embarrassed for this poor girl. It was both blatant and ridiculous.
She asked him what he did. Then where he lived. He told her the town, but she wanted to know the subdivision.
She'd known him for four minutes at this point.
She asked him his birthday and then his astrological sign. She whipped out her iPhone so that she could use her horoscope app to test their compatibility.
Honey, Studio 54 called, and they want their pick-up line back.
God bless my friend Lela, who said (out loud), "Are you going to run his credit report too?"
Poor girl. I'm sure all she wanted was a new baby daddy for her three kids, but honestly, does that work on men? It certainly didn't on this one. She left the club alone and LB went home with me.
On the way Lela informed him that he needed to date a girl who hadn't been married and had no kids. He replied those were hard to find. She told him she knew a great one who happened to be in the car. Subtle, Lela.
He didn't take the bait, but I'm happy that we're back to being friends. If he doesn't realize how great I am, that's his loss, right?
Pics from this week are here.
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That is why I love Lela as much as I love you. There is never any guessing what either of you are thinking or feeling...
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