…he had messed up his knee so I offered to drive him to college and bathurst cause he was a nice married man and I felt like doin something nice.
The more I talk to this guy the more I realize that he’s married, and… he’s a total poof. I end up going to lunch with him anyway at this kosher sandwich place on college, the entire time he’s batting his eyes at me. I was purposely asking him about his wife beforehand to remind him and deter him from lookin at me the way he was.
In situations with women when I realize I don’t want to sleep with them, to turn them completely off me, I start to talk about my sexual activities with other women. So I do that and he asks me, “so do you only sleep with women?”
BAH! I’ve given up at this point. I’m done… I listen to him babble about the hopps in his beer for another 10 mins and leave.
Moral of the story? Don’t go to lunch with an old man after you realize he’s a bear
