Ladies, you know what I'm talking about!! I've had to go to a lot of events lately where I meet a lot of great people. Most of the time, it's just been a fun pleasure to broaden the circle. Sometimes, though, I have the great misfortune of meeting...drum roll...the slimy men. Ya, I met one the other night who really had the role down.
Number 1...the glassy eyes. Seriously, there is this look in the eyes of men that have spent 1 too many a day looking at porn. Their eye "movements" also betray...enough details there. The thing is...the way they do it isn't flattering in the least. It's demeaning.
Number 2...the shmooze. They do this sauntering that says they think they are a crazy big deal...but by "big deal" they mean "one night stand". They make sure you have everything you need and more...but not because they care...more because it lets them parade around like a peacock floofing the feathers. Mm-hmm...no.
Number 3...the lingo. They go on...and on...and on...about themselves. Oh...and never try to know you. They share the conquests, the trophies, the collections...like it's peanut butter on the mouse trap.
If only they knew how small they make us feel...and how insecure they really seem.
It's times like this that the honorable gentlemen look SOOOOOO good. Not that they didn't before...it's just nice to know a few of those in the slime of the moment.
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