09-02-2012, 11:39 PM
I shall drink deeply Tuesday night, I'm sure.
Today was interesting, and I'm just now noticing how natural this feels. I was waiting in line for food at the mall with my son in tow. A lady walked away from the register, forgetting her drink. The cute-but-very-young girl at the register tried to get her attention, but the customer was oblivious. I reached out with my arm, waving at the woman walking away so she couldn't help noticing, and pointed her back at the register. This was all with an air of nonchalance, mild impatience, and a little annoyance.
The cashier saw me do this, and looked at me with what I can only call a deer-in-the-headlights look. I lifted my chin at her, as if to say, "You're welcome, missy." She shook it off, helped the next several customers, and then left just before it was my turn to order.
This seems to be what the pheromone crowd calls "OD", where the subject is overwhelmed by the situation (too attracted too fast, or inappropriately) and her anti-slut defense programming is triggered.
Now I've got LMFAO's Sexy and I Know It going through my head, and yes, I'm laughing at myself as well as the song, because I can't take any of this seriously.
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle!
Today was interesting, and I'm just now noticing how natural this feels. I was waiting in line for food at the mall with my son in tow. A lady walked away from the register, forgetting her drink. The cute-but-very-young girl at the register tried to get her attention, but the customer was oblivious. I reached out with my arm, waving at the woman walking away so she couldn't help noticing, and pointed her back at the register. This was all with an air of nonchalance, mild impatience, and a little annoyance.
The cashier saw me do this, and looked at me with what I can only call a deer-in-the-headlights look. I lifted my chin at her, as if to say, "You're welcome, missy." She shook it off, helped the next several customers, and then left just before it was my turn to order.
This seems to be what the pheromone crowd calls "OD", where the subject is overwhelmed by the situation (too attracted too fast, or inappropriately) and her anti-slut defense programming is triggered.
Now I've got LMFAO's Sexy and I Know It going through my head, and yes, I'm laughing at myself as well as the song, because I can't take any of this seriously.
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle!
Fear is a liar.
There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man; true nobility is being superior to your former self. -- Ernest Hemingway
There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man; true nobility is being superior to your former self. -- Ernest Hemingway
