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Why I was shell-shocked when being hit on recently
A good reply, naturally, came to me the next morning
This past weekend I had an experience I haven’t had in months (since the “shutdown” of our state due to Covid-19) … a man was trying to get into my pants (or in more modern lingo, hook up with me) and I was shell-shocked, totally at a loss as to how to deal with it.
The following morning I had the answers regarding what I should have said, after having rolled it over in my mind way too many times. As I’m sure many of you can relate, we often come up with a good comeback, or reply, hours or sometimes days later. That was the case with me with the attempted pick up.
“It’s just a room key. You ain’t gotta lie to me. Can’t you just use me like I’m using you? How it goes is, bar closes. There’s no king bed covered in roses. Just a room without a view. I don’t want a number, you ain’t gonna answer Let’s just stick to the one-night standards.” — Ashley McBryde, One Night Standards
I was at a private party where we sang karaoke. I knew probably two-thirds of the people there, karaoke people from my area. We all consider ourselves “friends,” as in, we share a love of singing in public. I was with a (real, as in she has my back if I need it — the way true friends should ALL do) friend of mine, “an old hippie chick” as she calls herself.
