>> However, I went. And what I found was about eight people, mostly Polish women in their fifties, and Nigel, one of the Griffin regulars who is, frankly, something of an alcoholic. And I turned around, ... >>
Some years back I went to a 'singles dance' advertised in (and partially sponsored by) one of the local weekly papers -- it was the final event of a singles seminar-or-some-such-thing.
There were about 20-30 participants there ... Not many guys. Mostly -- as with your event -- women in their mid 40s-50s. And this was quite some time ago -- I think I was around 29.
That wasn't the irritating memory ... when I went out into the lobby & the sign-up desk, I got cornered by the guy organizing the event. Think "smarmy used car dealer" mixed with "motivational speaker" and you've got an idea of the vibe coming off of him. He spent some minutes trying to cheerlead me into going back into the dance area because "there's lots of nice ladies in there."
My polite response was something like "Nah ... I'm done for the night."
What I should have said was "No, you pompous ass. There are precisely three women in my age range here. Two work for $LOCAL_WEEKLY_PAPER; the photographer is married, and the reporter has a boyfriend--checked that already. The third was the lady working your sign up desk, and I WAS trying to talk to her before you jumped down my throat and blew sunshine up my ass for ten minutes straight. She just left. Thanks a lot."
Ah, the things we always SHOULD have said. Life's full of those.
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Date: 2007-12-16 07:35 pm (UTC)Some years back I went to a 'singles dance' advertised in (and partially sponsored by) one of the local weekly papers -- it was the final event of a singles seminar-or-some-such-thing.
There were about 20-30 participants there ... Not many guys. Mostly -- as with your event -- women in their mid 40s-50s. And this was quite some time ago -- I think I was around 29.
That wasn't the irritating memory ... when I went out into the lobby & the sign-up desk, I got cornered by the guy organizing the event. Think "smarmy used car dealer" mixed with "motivational speaker" and you've got an idea of the vibe coming off of him. He spent some minutes trying to cheerlead me into going back into the dance area because "there's lots of nice ladies in there."
My polite response was something like "Nah ... I'm done for the night."
What I should have said was "No, you pompous ass. There are precisely three women in my age range here. Two work for $LOCAL_WEEKLY_PAPER; the photographer is married, and the reporter has a boyfriend--checked that already. The third was the lady working your sign up desk, and I WAS trying to talk to her before you jumped down my throat and blew sunshine up my ass for ten minutes straight. She just left. Thanks a lot."
Ah, the things we always SHOULD have said. Life's full of those.