Okay, folks...how many of you remember THIS post from June 13, 2005 (courtesy of the random date generator)? It's interesting to note that I left out a significant detail...that his guy was a semi-famous comedic actor from a well-known sitcom....
A Single Romance Writer Laments
Okay, picture this:
I’m at a bar with some friends when I run into a guy I’ve met on a couple other occasions. Let’s say that on the male version of the Bo Derek scale for looks he rates about a 6.5. However, he’s bright, entertaining, stable and single—in other words, possesses the minimum qualifications for dating material. One of my friends even claims the guy has a “thing” for me.
So, he goes to say good night, leans over to give me a kiss and whispers: “I’d sure like to sweat all over you.”
I don’t even remember what kind of reply I sputtered.
Then he says, “What kind of lingerie do you have at home?”
How does a well-educated, successful man arrive at the conclusion that these are good come-on lines? Trust me, I’ve done nothing to make him think I’m the town slut.
Then, beginning to wonder, I think: Uh-oh. He knows I write romance novels.
In some people’s minds, this translates to: She writes about sex.
So is that what prompted the pathetic stab at a pick-up? Does he imagine he’s just lifted a piece of dialogue from one of my books?
All I can say is, eeuuuuwww.
On the other hand, if the guy were a “10,” I might have said, “you’re place or mine.”
(Okay, just kidding about that last part. Maybe.)