Monday, September 25, 2006

Sorry, no Sugar Mamas here

I stopped at my local gas station a couple days ago to fill up and grab a Cherry Coke. As I walked from my car to the store, I passed two guys standing at a car, talking. I could feel their eyes on me as I passed, and I heard mutterings that sounded like a running commentary about my derriere. Since I'm sensitive about my derriere right now -- it's been awhile since I visited the gym -- I walked a little faster and yanked open the store's door.

As I headed back to my car, the guys were still there. I heard a
" 'Scuse me!" and I glanced over in reflex, cursing myself in the split-second I did so. I've grown more polite since I moved back to the South, and sometimes it works against me.

"How you doin'?" said one of the guys with a wide grin. Dude looked about 20. I responded "pretty good" without breaking stride and got in my car.

I thought about the incident all the way home. Didn't that kid know I was old enough to be his ... er ... big sister? And didn't he know that even if I was closer to his age, yelling at a chick in a gas station parking lot isn't the way to get her digits? And didn't he know that openly leering at a chick's booty as she walked by, AND THEN yelling at her in said parking lot was guaranteed not to get him the digits?

Then I remembered a recent "Cheaters" episode I stumbled across while watching TV with a friend. "Cheaters" is a like a car wreck; when you pass it, you have to at least slow down to see what's going on. Anyway, in this particular episode, a guy, about 20, was cheating on his live-in girlfriend, who was about my age. His reasoning? Sleeping with women was his job, and in return the women let him live rent-free and they bought him anything he wanted. With chicks that stupid out there, no wonder some men think they can trip like that, right?

So I thought about the "Cheaters" episode and wondered: Did that guy think I looked like the type of older woman who would take care of him in exchange for sex? Since the dude was a critter, I shudder at the thought. But now I'm curious: have I reached that age where I'm Sugar Mama material?

If so, a lot of guys are going to be disappointed to find out this mama only takes care of herself.


Anonymous said...

What an interestng juxtaposition: one column about manners followed by one about a lack of manners.

I know I did a beter job of raising my son that that creature's father did. And that is indeed a "dad deal": if we don't teach our sons how to act like gentlemen, no one else is going to do it for us. It's not like fathers all used to be better at that: I doubt that is true. But what I suspect IS true, is that fathers used to BE THERE to raise their sons.

I'd bet that the odds are very high that that young fellow's father wasn't around to do the job.

Anonymous said...

That is sooo pathetic! I've been hit on like that before, and I hated it. But for every woman like me who doesn't like it, apparently there are five others who don't mind, because these guys keep acting like that and it must work for them. If I have a son, I will teach him better.