tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20530625.post116720108499763296..comments2023-11-03T04:17:39.459-04:00Comments on The Truth About Cocks and Dolls: Kiss and RunUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20530625.post-1167771820860140452007-01-02T16:03:00.000-05:002007-01-02T16:03:00.000-05:00Ha ha! I loved this post. Commitment phobia is ali...Ha ha! I loved this post. Commitment phobia is alive and well among NYC women. And how apt a title, given my new book titled "Kiss and Run." I think you might enjoy it<BR/>www.kissrunbook.comAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20530625.post-1167725589723412942007-01-02T03:13:00.000-05:002007-01-02T03:13:00.000-05:00I can't help wondering if the flight response wasn...I can't help wondering if the flight response wasn't somehow linked with the nice-guy aspect of this dude. Not that he should be Realtor Rick, but maybe a bit more tang or push-pull from the guy was in order. He's a little too up-the-middle and AFC...maybe that's why he gave you the willies?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20530625.post-1167396775354357802006-12-29T07:52:00.000-05:002006-12-29T07:52:00.000-05:00Honestly, Dolly, I have to agree with Mark. I've ...Honestly, Dolly, I have to agree with Mark. I've gone out with two bartenders thus far. The first one ended up sleeping with my girlfriend while we were together and the second one I discovered was into drugs. They party all night long...always. So a romantic lunch date is out of the question. It would never amount to much of a fulfilling relationship. I understand how it is so easy to feel smitten with them. Like Mark said, it is all part of their job.<BR/><BR/>About Architect Abe...if their aren't any "flutters" then there is no need to pursue it. But here is a tip...ALWAYS have a fake number ready. If they ask, you casually give it to them. If he wants to call your cell right then, tell him that one is for work and you can't get personal calls on it. Back in the day, I politely warded off unwanted guys with my fake phone number. I know it is rude but I can't bear to see the "let down" look on their faces.<BR/><BR/>Happy belated birthday! I hope this year is YOUR year.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20530625.post-1167349467120012502006-12-28T18:44:00.000-05:002006-12-28T18:44:00.000-05:00Well I know who you do want, and that's Barman Ben...Well I know who you do want, and that's Barman Ben, if you could have him all to yourself :)A Manhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09307795014326393595noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20530625.post-1167331124735088022006-12-28T13:38:00.000-05:002006-12-28T13:38:00.000-05:00Now girl that sounds like something I would do!Now girl that sounds like something I would do!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20530625.post-1167322727435228402006-12-28T11:18:00.000-05:002006-12-28T11:18:00.000-05:00Dolly,Here's some ammo for your brain to beat back...Dolly,<BR/><BR/>Here's some ammo for your brain to beat back that steaming pussy.<BR/><BR/>Bartenders get laid like rock stars. They sleep with a different woman every night of the week.<BR/><BR/>Guys are logical creatures. What kind of logical decision is bartender for a career choice?<BR/><BR/>A guy becomes a bartender because he's either a womanizer or an alcoholic. In this case, probably the former.<BR/><BR/>He's a smooth operator because he has to talk to people all night every night as part of his profession. At the end of the night when the bar closes, there is always at least one drunk woman ready and waiting. Probably he has a pick of several. If it's a slow night, he just dials the phone.<BR/><BR/>In fact, he may have to take pussy breaks. His dick is just too exhausted - and possibly sore. He probably takes 1 night off a week from fucking. 2 maximum.<BR/><BR/>If you were to date him, how could you handle letting him work in a bar every night with every drunk woman coming onto him (figuratively, and literally). A bartender is the easiest guy in the place for a woman to talk to.<BR/><BR/>If you do get together with him, check his tool carefully for warts or anything else. I can pretty much guarantee a NYC bartender has been with more women than you can imagine.<BR/><BR/>A crude post, I know, but if you keep these thoughts in mind, it may keep the elevator locked in position.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20530625.post-1167268032342629552006-12-27T20:07:00.000-05:002006-12-27T20:07:00.000-05:00belated happy bday..HOpe 2007 is best year u had t...belated happy bday..HOpe 2007 is best year u had till now.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20530625.post-1167248629942986862006-12-27T14:43:00.000-05:002006-12-27T14:43:00.000-05:00Sandra,It's not so much having nothing wrong with ...Sandra,<BR/>It's not so much having nothing wrong with him as much as Architect Abe didn't really captivate me. <BR/><BR/>Auntie Mom,<BR/>I don't know where the panic to leave came from. I just wanted to disappear, without saying goodbye, because I thought he might ask for my number and I couldn't deal with that. Besides, it was kind of cool to be the elusive one for once.<BR/><BR/>Coatman, <BR/>I think the music/movie thing was more representative of the fact that he was more middle of the road. I don't need someone to mirror my tastes, but I like it when a man has unusual and specific tastes, less generic ones.<BR/><BR/>GM,<BR/>Ha. I think I'm actually the least messed up I've been in a while. Sometimes knowing what (or who) you don't want is just as important as knowing what you do want.Dollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01234333432020422776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20530625.post-1167246199705222482006-12-27T14:03:00.000-05:002006-12-27T14:03:00.000-05:00Dolly you're all sorts of messed up :) I mean that...Dolly you're all sorts of messed up :) I mean that in a nice way, lolA Manhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09307795014326393595noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20530625.post-1167245849919000762006-12-27T13:57:00.000-05:002006-12-27T13:57:00.000-05:00" I had already determined that it couldn't possib..." I had already determined that it couldn't possibly work, because one of his favorite musicians is Jay-Z"<BR/><BR/>My goodness, and I thought that *I* was picky!<BR/><BR/>Happy birthday, Dolly, and happy new year :-)Jameshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02508813582631708091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20530625.post-1167244997451143542006-12-27T13:43:00.000-05:002006-12-27T13:43:00.000-05:00No offense but I'm with Chris - what in the world ...No offense but I'm with Chris - what in the world possessed you? Couldn't you have told him you'd decided to go home instead? Why the panic? I mean, I feel for you but that was weird.<BR/><BR/>Good story, but weird.Auntie Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12930252500589282568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20530625.post-1167237783603016442006-12-27T11:43:00.000-05:002006-12-27T11:43:00.000-05:00I completely understand your situation. I can't s...I completely understand your situation. I can't stand being with someone who doesn't have anything wrong with them -- like the other shoe is going to eventually drop.<BR/><BR/>Ugh.Sandra Deehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09569354311534878395noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20530625.post-1167237019181968432006-12-27T11:30:00.000-05:002006-12-27T11:30:00.000-05:00Sounds like you have a "good on ya" coming your wa...Sounds like you have a "good on ya" coming your way. I can't relate to Chris's point---grown ups are allowed to do as much as they're comfortable with and don't have an obligation to do any more. If birthday kisses were all you wanted, I think a reasonably adult male should be able to get that and live with it. <BR/><BR/>Now if my assumption that he actually was reasonably adult is misplaced, then he might feel upset, but someone else's immaturity is not your fault. Congratulations on the reasonably pleasant evening; take my assurances that you've nothing to regret or apologize for; and happy birthday!Jack Royhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16815113987687215497noreply@blogger.com