Friday, August 25, 2006

A late birthday present

Wow. Tired. But not in a bad spirit, it is all to a good end...attending Peri's wedding. It is just that time is getting short and I have to make sure everything is in place. And I suck at organization.

Had one of those "aha!" moments the other day. I was talking with a few younger male friends when this one not-unattractive female friend comes by and speaks to me.

"William, I missed your birthday last week!" (Did I mention she has an accent? Accents are yummy.)

"That's okay, I didn't make a big deal out of it."

"But I want to get you a present. What do you need?" She says this as she slides neatly beside me.

"Nothing. I'm good."

"Maybe you'd like some Viagra?" She asks this as she rubs up against me while the male acquaintances all begin to lose control of their lower jaws.

I look into her eyes and say "You know, a man doesn't need that with the right partner."

She giggles, snuggles up, then slips away.

The male friends watch her leave in her one-size-fits-some-all-too-well jeans and one of them turns to me and says

"I can't wait until I'm your age."

Yeah, youth is wasted on the young. Best birthday present I got this year was being reminded of this little fact. And of course, maybe I'll unwrap the proffered other present (something tells me the real offer was not some pills).

I got a fortune cookie the other day that read (I am not kidding) "Accept the next proposition you hear."

Who am I to argue with the fates?

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