Last night Ari and I went out for drinks and then to dinner. We did this because it was the first really nice day here, and that meant we both wanted to get drunk and eat outside – of course!
We had drinks at a rooftop bar near my office. I actually drank wine because I was with a Beautiful Woman, which made me feel better about drinking something Not So Manly.
On our way out to go to dinner, a guy who we had to squeeze by, looked me up and down and said, “Where are you going???”
I ignored him and kept walking.
As we headed down the steps, Ari told me, “That guy loved you!”
She then told me that as we passed he checked out my ass and said, “Don’t leave!”
This kind of thing happens to me all the time.
Men like me.
They really do.
And you know what? I’m fine with it. In fact, I welcome it!
Look, I’m in a Long Term Relationship. I don’t get to get excited when women hit on me. I can’t go home and tell Ari about the woman on the train who made Sexy Eyes at me.
But when it’s a dude, I am a Diva!
I say things like, “Oh, he liked what he saw! Mmm-hmm!” and “He should’ve taken a picture, it would last longer!” Then I laugh and laugh because I am a Good Looking Man and they knew it and I know it and it’s okay because I Still Enjoy Boobs.
So last night when I walked by that guy did I maybe, just perhaps, walk with a little Extra Sass?
I might have…