For those who dunno, I met my beautiful wife Isaida in a public AMA bus in P.R. Many years ago. When she sat next to me she was carrying one of those pretty girl mags Mademoiselle or something. I was a photo student then so I HAD to ask her; "are you a model". She snapped back @ me that she wasn't and went mute. Long story short; a few minutes later we exchanged numbers and I used my mojo on her and voilá. Truth is though, it wasn't a line. I really thought she was model pretty. I still do. I have no game, never really have had any game. The mojo line, that's talk. Sometimes I'd run into a girl who thought I was ok looking, but that was about 40 lbs, 20 years and a full head of hair ago...
Why do I share this ? Because the other night, I was ordering pizza in a small pizza joint in front of the beach in Luquillo. I was using the window on the side of the place and there was this girl working. She was nothing special, just a run of the mill "newsroom cute" girl. Of course, "newsroom cute" is not normal cute, it's just cute enough for the newsroom. She looked better than she really was 'cus the other 2 girls working were, how can I say this in a nice way, I can't so I'll just say they were NOT cute. So this dude comes up, he was about my age. So after a few minutes dude asks the not so ugly girl; ARE YOU A MODEL ? Guess what ? She actually blushed ! She even covered her face with her hands she was so embarassed. Dude made her blush with the world's oldest line ! I mean, the other line older than that is HAVE WE MET BEFORE ? Unreal.
So what's the point of this post ? None really, just me hablando mierda.
Peace.
Monday, June 2, 2008
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