Cheat_LBJ
Don Juan
Since there's been so much crap on the boards lately, I thought I'd do a quick field report from last night.
I was with some friends down in Columbus OH, waiting to get a table for dinner last night. We were at this cool outdoor shopping/dining area that had all sorts of people walking around, beautiful women everywhere. I decided to kill the time (1+ hour wait) inside the bookstore, and decided while I was in there that I'd make my first serious attempt at sarging.
Most of the people there were couples, but I did spy a pretty tall girl, standing by the "Discount Books" and browsing the titles and holding a $3.99 discount book titled "Famous Irish Horror Stories" (no joke), which caused me to walk up and open:
ME: "So, let me gues...first story is the 'Horrible time that the beer ran out at the pub?"
HER: (laughing)
We talked, turned out she was a flight attendant from Atlanta, speaking with that oh-so beautiful southern belle accent. We chatted for about 10 minures before she dropped the "B-word" (boyfriend), and I decided it was probably better to punch out of the conversation. Tried for a number, but she thought her boyfriend wouldn't like it if she was giving that out to strangers.
Oh well...don't know why, but hooking up with a flight attendant just has some magical appeal to it.
Anyway, moral of the story: get out there and open with women...If I (the ultimate keyboard jockey) can, ANYONE can!
I was with some friends down in Columbus OH, waiting to get a table for dinner last night. We were at this cool outdoor shopping/dining area that had all sorts of people walking around, beautiful women everywhere. I decided to kill the time (1+ hour wait) inside the bookstore, and decided while I was in there that I'd make my first serious attempt at sarging.
Most of the people there were couples, but I did spy a pretty tall girl, standing by the "Discount Books" and browsing the titles and holding a $3.99 discount book titled "Famous Irish Horror Stories" (no joke), which caused me to walk up and open:
ME: "So, let me gues...first story is the 'Horrible time that the beer ran out at the pub?"
HER: (laughing)
We talked, turned out she was a flight attendant from Atlanta, speaking with that oh-so beautiful southern belle accent. We chatted for about 10 minures before she dropped the "B-word" (boyfriend), and I decided it was probably better to punch out of the conversation. Tried for a number, but she thought her boyfriend wouldn't like it if she was giving that out to strangers.
Oh well...don't know why, but hooking up with a flight attendant just has some magical appeal to it.
Anyway, moral of the story: get out there and open with women...If I (the ultimate keyboard jockey) can, ANYONE can!
