Re: How should i had handled a ''double date'' with a 32 year old virg
And this is why you shouldn't post while on Ambien.
And this is why you shouldn't post while on Ambien.
^Oh dude, that's nothing. When I was 19 a guy in his late 30s or early 40s started hitting on me as I walked down the street. I was trying to politely shrug him off when he asked how old I was. "I'm nineteen," I said. He said, "Wow, you look so young! I thought you were, like, fourteen!" At which point I got the fuck out of there.
Ok, that story should be added to the definition of creepy in the dictionary.
I doubt it. In my experience at least half of creeps have no idea how creepy they are.That's a classic; I wonder if he actually consciously realised the implications of what he said...?![]()
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Some people take very long dumps.
Actually, something rather exciting happened yesterday. I work on a side street off Park Avenue in the Flatiron District, and a coworker and I were walking down the street to get coffee. We turned north onto the avenue. From the north a police van came barreling down Park. It was a white, unmarked van but the red and blue lights that would normally have been screened from view were flashing, and the siren was blaring. About a block ahead of the van a man was running as fast as he could in the street. He looked pretty average but built, was wearing a backpack, and had a phone in one hand. I thought, "Are they chasing him?" The runner was upon us, and the police van nearly there, and just then, a second man in a backpack and holding a phone burst onto Park from the side street a block up, also running at full-throttle trying to catch the van and the first runner. The van caught up with the first runner and stopped in the middle of the street. We turned to watch as the doors flung open, and both runners ran to the van. "Get in! Get in! Came the urgent female voice from inside. They climbed in, the doors slammed shut, and van was off!
I felt like an extra in an action film.
Yeah, that's some straight-up ageism. Best wingman I ever had was 35... and I was 25 at the time.
This reminds me, though, of a moment that was a bit creeper-ific. I was sitting in Harvard Square, waiting to meet a friend. Behind me, an attractive young woman, also in her early 20s, was standing in the sidewalk doing some sort of promotional exercise, or soliciting donations or something. As I sat, I overheard two late-30s (if not older) guys chatting her up, one in particular. She was being polite yet uninterested:
"Aren't you a bit old for me?" she said at some point. I casually shifted my gaze to watch the response.
"Did you hear that?" The main guy asked his wingman in mock incredulity.
"Blasphemy," the wingman said in mock dismay, without missing a beat. This guy definitely had shades on. I forget about the main guy.
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That was the only part of the conversation I clearly heard. I think it's pretty poor form to hit on people doing their jobs, and these guys seemed like douchebags, and the girl was attractive, so I wondered if I should butt in, and try telling them off. I also wondered, however, whether this wouldn't be more awkward for the girl, and also a quasi-unintenionally backwards move on my own part (hoping to play the knight in shining armor to a damsel in... well, probably just mild annoyance at worst). So I did nothing, and went about my own business.
... Reflecting on the moment now, however, a novel and arguably poetic justice approach comes to mind: I could have gone up to the guys with a big smile and told the main one "she doesn't seem interested in you, but I think you're the cat's pajamas! How 'bout buying me a drink across the street?" And keep hitting on him until they'd depart, leaving the gal to beam at me in gratitude and want.
Same here. I don't get why people take so long. I just go when my body tells me I need to. And when my mody tells me I need to go... I need to go. It's fairly simple.I'm like a dog. I crouch down, boom, and my dump is done.
Maybe you should eat some vegetable for a change, instead of surviving on meat and beer...Some people take very long dumps.
15 minutes for me would actually be a relatively short dump.
I get much more interest from women of all age groups now I am in my mid 30s than I ever did when I was younger.
Sounds like they should see a doctor.
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