Friday, September 16, 2005

It seems that some days the flower of my femininity is more in bloom than others, and I have absolutely no control over it, gosh darnit. Am not feeling particularly attractive today but received a number honks and waves from strange men wearing b-i-g grins. On my way down Meh-fuh Street, one fellow in a truck rolled down his window and hollered "Ceeeeeeuuuuuuuttttttteeee!" after me. Rude? Maybe. I'm not easily offended, though.

Over by the McCondos being put up by the chop shops near the end of my commute, I think I heard the best line yet from a construction worker: "Miss - You can do my laundry any day!" I haven't a clue as to what that meant (some new slang?), but it certainly sounded like a compliment.

10 comments:

nappy40 said...

You still got it Be!

Be said...

Snort. Now, to figure out where I put it.

nappy40 said...

You can't see it, but they can.

Be said...

That's what scares me sometimes. I've often thought of having the gland removed that produces the pheremones that's causing me to "have it."

Kat said...

Just be glad you're in NE and not NYC.

Hundred times worse down here. No, seriously.

(very much enjoying your blog, can't you tell? =) )

Be said...

With all due respect: from what I've heard, NYC is always New England to the power of two, which is why I chose to move here over there. Keep soldiering on, though. Someone's got to do it.

Anonymous said...

A girlfriend told me that after we had spent the afternoon making love, the commentary and admiration flowed. And she liked it the most then.

Be said...

A couple of male friends have told me that that's when they've felt safe enough or eloquent enough to talk to their partners.

Anonymous said...

My post was not very clear. I meant, after she and I parted and we both went off to work, the adulation of other men fountained up all around her.

Be said...

Doesn't suprprise me. It's like a drop of blood in the ocean for a shark.