Ajoleblon...A Cajun Tale

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Lafayette, Louisiana, United States
This journal is a bunch of rants about nothing. Mostly lighthearted happenings in the life of a woman who is very simple and who wants for nothing but greatly appreciates whatever is given. You will find nothing profound here but hopefully something that will make you laugh and that's what I enjoy doing most. Being humorous. Fight all error, but do it with good humor, patience, kindness, and love. Harshness will damage your own soul and spoil the best cause.

Friday, April 23, 2010

A Quandary

At the advanced age of 51, I have dated my share of men but last night was a first for me. Let me tell you, I have seen a lot of things, but a man who doesn't walk his date to the door? What? Did he think I was going to accost him at my doorsteps and have my way with him? Did he think I was going to drag him into my home and make him perform acts only known to other-worldly creatures? Or maybe the idea of having to kiss me goodnight gave him nightmares...whatever it was....

I choose to believe it was because he enjoyed watching my backside as I walked to my door because he politely waited in his car until I unlocked my door and was safely inside...

What a man!

2 comments:

Remo said...

The only thing I can think of? He probably wanted to walk you to the door but was terrified of the "Kiss-No Kiss?" dilemma at the door. It's awkward whether you're 15 or 50 and lots of guys would just rather avoid the trauma of being turned down.
There's always the butt thing too.:)

Bucko (a.k.a., Ken) said...

That is just not cool. A gentleman would walk you to the door, kiss not an issue.