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flat out propositioned
mlincoln
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I've been working for some time, probably full-time about 20 years. Before that I worked part-time for about 5 or 10 years. I've done landscaping, academic tutoring, teaching, working at a butcher shop, construction, you name it.
During those years I have never had a mother, house-wife, secretary, whatever flat out proposition me. I've been waiting and hoping, but my Mrs. Robinson moment has never happened. Not saying I'd take her up on it, but it would be nice to be asked. Of late I've been carrying around way too much weight, and the ladies hanging back has been understandable. But there were quite a few years there while I was younger where I had, in the words of Bill Dauterive of The King of the Hill, a full head of hair and a smooth back. And I got nothing.
I'm not talking about a lady asking you out to dinner. I'm not talking about some bar tramp. I'm not talking about some woman you flirted with for weeks. I'm talking about the out of the blue, there as part of your regular day, Hey Big Fella, Mrs. Robinson saying let's get down to business right here and right now.
Does this really happen in the real world?
During those years I have never had a mother, house-wife, secretary, whatever flat out proposition me. I've been waiting and hoping, but my Mrs. Robinson moment has never happened. Not saying I'd take her up on it, but it would be nice to be asked. Of late I've been carrying around way too much weight, and the ladies hanging back has been understandable. But there were quite a few years there while I was younger where I had, in the words of Bill Dauterive of The King of the Hill, a full head of hair and a smooth back. And I got nothing.
I'm not talking about a lady asking you out to dinner. I'm not talking about some bar tramp. I'm not talking about some woman you flirted with for weeks. I'm talking about the out of the blue, there as part of your regular day, Hey Big Fella, Mrs. Robinson saying let's get down to business right here and right now.
Does this really happen in the real world?
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So I elected to just get married... 37 years ago.
And damn glad I did. Don't have to worry 'bout who or what I'd catch.
Ahhhh, sweet youth.
It happens.
So that's a no for you too. Anybody else?
Correct. Looks like I'm in good company......[;)]
In retrospect I think maybe. The problem is that I'm too dumb to pick up the message until about a decade after the offer.[:(]
you surely ain't that slow [;)]
nuff said
"Never do wrong to make a friend----or to keep one".....Robert E. Lee
In retrospect I think maybe. The problem is that I'm too dumb to pick up the message until about a decade after the offer.[:(]
"I could never see an opportunity until it ceased to be one"[V]
They divorced about 6-8 months later and I often wondered if she was just looking for revenge, or actually liked me......... either way it wasn't going to happen.
One was a woman shopping for a husband in the factory I worked in. The focal point of her offer began with a breeding invitation - "make many happy baby".
Other one was a drunk woman, truly beautiful and attired for attracting males, who propositioned me AND another engineer I was traveling with in a restaurant during dinner. We had to finish eating and get back to our customer that night, but it still would have been a "No thank you".
My co-worker was a young newlywed, poor guy blushed bright red to our drunken lady lounge prowler's remarks. He actually said later he was scared his wife would find out.
There's been three marriage proposals. One from the "many happy baby" lady. Took her a while to be dissuaded and move on.
Another was a former co-worker that called me up a year after the company went out of business. Don't know how she got my number, but she was husband shopping. Said she was pushing 30 and reassessing her life. Recalled me as a real nice guy (her words) and asked if I'd like to "give it a go". By the way, she was pregnant, unsure who by.
Look, she was a real nice gal, I mean everyone liked her, someone a little too well and at least once too often.
But, um, no, really, honored even to be nominated, but, NOT GOING TO HAPPEN.
The third marriage proposal was a lady I was quite seriously dating. She knew all my stories, I knew all her's. Figure she was certain I was going to pop the question (I was) and she figured she'd have some fun with it.
She did, the little sneak.
Well, there was this one time at band camp...[:D]
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quote:Originally posted by NeoBlackdog
Well, there was this one time at band camp...[:D]
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She wasn't much to look at, but that gal could toot a flute![:D][;)][:D]
People decide you are a Big Wheel, and it can get the girls wired for sound.
As I have been married the whole time, it never seemed like a good idea, as friends have told me that divorces are a good way to screw up your retirement account. Who knew? [;)]
That, and my mother says that in the event of a divorce, she gets my wife. [:0][;)]
Another time,I was doing some tile work at a Best Western and got propositioned by not one but two of the house-keepers.I declined though,not because they weren't good looking or I wasn't interested...I was! but because I was one year into dating my now,wife that I love and respect far too much for a one time fling[^]
A gal was standing on my running board. I opened the window, and she said "Hey, do you want a date?"
I knew what she meant. I said "What do you mean a date?"
She said "I will give you the best b*** *** you ever had for $20."
So there you go, my Mrs. Robinson moment.
Well, now that you ask. I was staying at a truck stop in Houston on Friday night. At 1 am I got a knock on my cab.
A gal was standing on my running board. I opened the window, and she said "Hey, do you want a date?"
I knew what she meant. I said "What do you mean a date?"
She said "I will give you the best b*** *** you ever had for $20."
So there you go, my Mrs. Robinson moment.
Let me guess, she probably didn't look like Mrs. Robinson either.
Never propositioned, had a few shirts pulled down or unbuttoned, and skirts slid up on traffic stops. Funny how they would be returned to a normal position when I returned with a ticket. [:p]
A lady down the street recently posted that her boobs got her out of a speeding ticket. I know her well and they are VERY nice boobs. I can't really blame cops for letting such women off once in awhile. Very nice boobs are a heck of an argument for just a warning.
Well, now that you ask. I was staying at a truck stop in Houston on Friday night. At 1 am I got a knock on my cab.
A gal was standing on my running board. I opened the window, and she said "Hey, do you want a date?"
I knew what she meant. I said "What do you mean a date?"
She said "I will give you the best b*** *** you ever had for $20."
So there you go, my Mrs. Robinson moment.
quote:Originally posted by allen griggs
Well, now that you ask. I was staying at a truck stop in Houston on Friday night. At 1 am I got a knock on my cab.
A gal was standing on my running board. I opened the window, and she said "Hey, do you want a date?"
I knew what she meant. I said "What do you mean a date?"
She said "I will give you the best b*** *** you ever had for $20."
So there you go, my Mrs. Robinson moment.
Let me guess, she probably didn't look like Mrs. Robinson either.
No, she didn't. This gal was probably 40 years old, but looked like she was 70. She had had too much booze, too much dope, and too much of many things. Had been rode hard and put up wet.
She didn't have any teeth.
And she said, "Look honey I don't have any teeth, I will give you the best **** *** you ever had. How about ten bucks?"
I said "No, baby, I just got married last month I can't do this sort of thing." I gave the change in my change cup, about $1.70
Even if she had been good looking I wouldn't have done it. A gal who is a truck stop prostitute has to have 3 or 4 incurable forms of VD.