The Nun and I had something in common Saturday night February 11, 2008
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After a long week and knowing that I would be facing another one, I opted to go out on Saturday night, rather than making the wise, responsible choice to rest. No, not me, why rest when you can lug your heavy ankle cast around while you go out for a glass of wine or two?
So I threw on a black dress, poufed my hair and was on my way. As I hobbled down the street from my parking spot, I grinned as I happened to walk past the nun who was the principal of my high school. Should I have stopped to say hello? Possibly. But what does that conversation sound like?
“Why, hello, Sister. Yes, I am heading to a bar at 11 p.m. at night where I will drink alcohol. No, I do not think my cleavage is inappropriate. God made it, right?”
I didn’t think so.
After an hour or so at the wine bar the friends I was meeting were heading to another place that I didn’t want to go. Unready to go home and with Prom Date not free to meet me for a drink, I decided to call on an old standby.
Now, I haven’t hung out with him in months and I haven’t been at the cigar bar in as long. But he is a regular there and I knew, for sure, that he would be sidled up to the bar. I sent him a text and he returned it. And so I went to meet him.
Sure, he’s driven me crazy in the past. And I generally dislike him sometimes. But there are times – usually when he’s one on one with me – where he isn’t a total jerk. And while that isn’t exactly a ringing endorsement, it is a passable reason for why I met him for a drink.
Maybe it was the wine, maybe it was the length of time since I last kissed a guy, maybe it was the delirium (I’d been up until 2 a.m. the night before and then up again at 6:30 a.m. and it was well after midnight by this point), but I was flirting with him. And he was flirting back. I felt good and he was there and making it very clear that he was interested in me. It felt good to be flirting and to have someone flirt back – I’ve been in a funk that’s lasted for several months and I needed some flattering. I’m not ashamed to admit that the attention felt good – really good.
And then it was near closing time and we were walking out of the bar. He paused by his car, wrapped an arm around my waist and gave me a kiss.
I pulled away. If I went home with him, I’d surely regret it. It may have been nice to be flirted with, but I deserve someone I actually like and who actually likes me back – and I’d just be another conquest for him, or at least that’s how he’d tell the story.
“You. Are a man whore,” I said.
“And?”
“And I’ve gone a whole year without dealing with your kind,” I said. “And I’m not ready to break my streak now.”
He kissed me a again, but I stepped back, smiled and waved good night, and then tried to look as confident and sexy as you can look when you’re hobbling toward your car in a little black dress and a knee high walking cast.
OK I’ve come around on this one. Far from battering him into submission, you actually find this bloke somewhat strangely attractive. So as the nuns know, ‘it’s only a matter of time’. The occasion for sin leads to plenty of opportunities for same, and of course down the usual routes to perdition, predation and regrets. Though probably not in the manner quite imagined by Sister Forget me Not.
You know the type; “And I’ve gone a whole year without dealing with your kind,” I said. “And I’m not ready to break my streak now.” Excellent. Now the games begin. The louts & lushes have all the luck, they remain the same, playing the same games as ever while the rest of us move in and out of their orbits. There’s powerful stuff at work here. Some serious MoJo, hidden or not. Good recycling of characters though! Cheers & Good Luck, ‘VJ’
Good for you! It feels good to be wanted every once and a while, but not crossing the line feels just as good too.
Agreed that attention feels good, and it usually doesn’t matter who it’s from. Good for you for not caving in at the end of the evening and standing your ground. You knew exactly what you wanted and that was that.
And I’m sure you looked smokin’ hot as you hobbled away!
Good for you.
Good for her? I’m a fairly regular reader and I like you, Charming, but didn’t you essentially use the BB to make yourself feel better on Saturday?
Given that a pretty decent percentage of guys are slimy, I usually don’t stand up for us. And even though you make the BB sound like a tool, the dude still has feelings. This doesn’t sound cool to me. I don’t mean to kick a girl when she’s down - maybe the BB knows that this is the little game you two play and that it won’t go any farther. But it doesn’t sound like it…
So… she should have slept with him?
Sorry, but an evening of flirting does not immediately = sex. I say good for her for standing her ground. If he’s really interested beyond a casual lay, he’ll call. If all he wanted was to get laid, how hurt could the feelings really be?
I say good for you Charming! If it was me? I would have caved. I have no willpower.
Oh Clark jeez. BB? He LOVED it and you know that. He doesn’t care. He gets to feel good about it too.
You go girl!
With an established backstory, I think their meetings could go any way. There are no established expectations, only the continued fun of the game. Besides, on four hours of sleep and wine, I’m impressed with the way you held your ground.
Good for you! Sometimes holding out for what you really want is the most satisfying thing in the world!
Way to make a responsible decision while inebriated.
I applaud you.
You could have told him that you weren’t going to add another name to your cast. Ha ha.
Alright, Froggy and Kate - you’ve convinced me. The BB knows what’s up and enjoys the hell out of whatever time he gets with CBS (even if he clearly wants more). I’m still not sure why Charming deserves props for not taking home a guy that she didn’t want to take home, though.
Charming - best wishes on another long week.
You made my
Random Blogdom Quotes, feel special.
Charming, you are a much stronger woman than I. I give you a lot of credit for walking away, confident, with all your dignity in tact. If only we could all follow your lead and not get mixed in things that are just no good for us. Hypothetically speaking, of course. : )
Well done.
i freaking love your blog. i am so proud of you for not making the “drunk girl” choice of going home with him! regret belly always sucks the next morning. i know your tired now, but you can sleep when you are dead.
Tease!!!! Bleh… Homeboy so thought he was getting some, which is probably all he wants. Honestly right choice in the long run because I can already tell this guy is not interested in you more than S E X!
But if you ever need some you know who to call!
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Good for you going out in your cast - statement!
Shame your people went to a different bar but i supposed you got the chance to branch out.
As for blackberry it must have felt good to just walk away knowing that he wanted me but it was your choice to say hell no!
Do you reckon you will see him again, and go further if you drink more?
You seriously have so much more self control than i do - i need to get some balls!
That’s awesome sweetie!!! I’m sure you and your dead sexy cast put my manolo’s to shame
Walking “confident and sexy” has nothing to do with whether or not you have a cast on your leg. It’s all about who you are, and the decisions you’re making.
Good on you.
Isn’t he the one who hung around outside your door on New Years’ and sort of howled?
But good going for four hours’ sleep…
Very Nice!
Hi… Blog walking…
Well done girl.. you’ve kick his confident
ok, heard enough , i’ll marry you, just send me your photograph and your weight.
I’m in the ‘Good for you” catagory!
Good job girl! You should enjoy yourself. Very resourceful of you to find someone already out & about & have the confidence to text him. Who Cares if you were flirting with him… also who cares that he kissed you. A few kisses can be nice. No judging here, that’s for-SURE!
Only thing I would’ve done different… was to grab him & kiss him Big time… then walk away (while smiling of course).
Enjoy the attention! Sounds like it was a great evening to me!
“No, I do not think my cleavage is inappropriate. God made it, right?”
hahaha love it! I am totally gonna have to use that from now on. Top marks for pulling away like that. v.smart. Cracked me up that his response was “And?” Yea, that guy is definitely only good for drinks right now.
You have willpower like no one I’ve ever met (read?). I am very impressed.
I love your blog.
have fun.
just don’t drink & drive.
were you walking home?