Last Saturday I was at a bar with some coworkers. One of my gay coworkers is always daring me to talk to cute guys. So when a young, good looking, muscular guy was standing next to me at the bar he interrupted our conversation (during which I was firmly stating, "At least YOU'LL be getting laid tonight... I know I won't be...")to demand that the guy sleep with me. Not missing a cue the guy introduced himself to me. Turns out he's in a PhD program at Stanford studying French Literature. Needless to say, I was impressed and intrigued. I even managed to score some points with him by enthusing about my love for existentialist writers such as Sartre and Camus. So when he invited me outside for a smoke I had reason to believe we might be having an interesting conversation. Well, after several minutes of small talk during which he told me he was 25 (and guessed my age to be 24 - serious beer goggles!) he lurched toward me and said, "Let's make out!".
I backed away.
He approached again, "Come on, let's make out!"
He was cute but this was not what I'd had in mind. "Uhhhhh... I'm not really in the mood right now. How about another time?"
To which he replied, "Well I'm only in town visiting my friend for tonight so there won't be another chance."
Hmmmmm... The great '
Its Now or Never' argument from men. Gotta love that one! Nothing like the prospect of being used for one night of instantaneously gratifying casual sex (only to be dissed the next day) to light a fire under a woman. Should I be jumping at this chance?!
I politely excused myself and went back inside to attend to my beer.
This guy did score some points though...
When introduced to my coworkers he asked why two of them were dressed in suits. They told him they had just come from a Mad Men party.
"What's Mad Men?" he asked.
They were shocked, "Its a TV show, you don't know Mad Men?!"
"No." He replied. "I don't watch TV. TV is
bourgeois."
HA!!! I loved it. You should have seen their faces...
