On this dating stuff, I haven't had much success. I approach women and use my best Barry White voice but it just doesn't seem to work. It may be the Al Jolson face makeup I wear to get the true Barry White effect or it could also the fact that my wife hits me every time try it.
A. Barry White's voice is VERY creepy to me.
B. Al Jolson is even creepier.
C. Your wife knows this and that's why she hits you.
Silly boy. Use your best Al Jolson voice, Barry White makeup and your wife will stop hitting you & women will be throwing themselves at you. It's guaranteed!
PS-
I need to tell ya'll about my last 'date' (as of about 3 weeks ago).
There was this guy that I talked to on the phone about every other day during the month of August having to do with house stuff. He was funny, professional and took all the various snags with a sense of humor. We ended up chatting and we seemed to have a lot in common.
At one point, after he helped untangle a major financial snag, I said "What can I ever do to thank you!" He said "Meet me for lunch sometime." I thought, OK, so what the heck.
Turns out is office was less than 3 minutes from a satellite building I was going to be at the next day. So we agree to meet at a local watering hole.
He calls the next day, like 5 minutes to noon to make sure I'm going to be there (which I take as a good sign).
Anyhow, this cute as a button, Brad Pitt wannabee shows up and we start chatting up a storm! Whoo hoo!
UNTIL he reaches out for the menu and there it is---
A BIG OLE SHINY WEDDIN' BAND!
Nooooo, not some dainty, I'm tryin' to hide it little fella,
but it's one of those big, laser cut all over, part-of-the-weddingband-set-the-bride-picked kinda weddin' bands.
Yaknowaddamean. >:>
I glare at it,
His hand goes back in his lap.
Anyhow, I go from date mode to big sister mode in 3 seconds. So we had a decent lunch. We also closed a few business details, which was very good. I leave. REALLY miffed.
Oh yeah,
and he called me the next day, with a lame excuse about 'just checking to see if everything cleared at the bank'. Hrmpt.
Datin' ain't for sissies.