And their sillyness…
As wel all kniow, I’m on the dating circuit.
Not that i’ve had a date in quite a while, but still.
I prowl – as it’s been called before.
Not really, but yes.
I’m on the lookout for a likely candidate.
Unfortunately though, I don’t seem to appeal to men of my age.
I appeal to men way older than me.
Now, please don’t get me wrong.
I have absolutely nothing against older men – as long as they realise that I won’t hold my body against them either.
And there-in lies the problem.
I can be friends with all and sundry.
I can chat with you, tease you, go out with you, but that’s where it will stay.
They, on the other hand want more.
And the bottom line is, I don’t enjoy sleeping with a man almost 20 years my senior.
Tried it, did not work, not happening again.
He’s more my mother’s age for heaven’s sake!
I’ve heard this a while ago – why do men approach women they can’t handle?
For the same reason dogs chase cars they can’t drive…
I don’t know why the old men insist on speaking to me.
I don’t want to hurt their feelings, but really – I don’t want an old man as a prospective suitor.
Even though I like old music and old furniture and old cars – I like them because they still look good, and they still work spectacularly.
Old men on the other hand – don’t think everything works so good anymore.
And I can’t play nursemaid and rub liniment – just not my thing really 😉
I’m totally generalising now.
I know very wake up old men and half dead young men.
Will I never meet a man that makes my insides flutter?