I met a blind man at the restaurant a month or so ago. He came in and I showed him to his seat. He asked if he could touch my hand and shrugged and said Ok. He put his fingers around my wrist a la Ray Charles and declared that I must be a 9 or a 10. I laughed.
Then he started asking me personal questions. Ugh. I hate this part. I love vibing with my customers, hearing about their day, laughing with them, describing the food but I really, really HATE when they ask me questions about my personal life. It’s so uncomfortable because I don’t want to lie to them but really, no one EVER understands my personality or agrees with my life choices so I don’t like having to explain or defend myself to strangers.
But I did- because I work for tips. Of course he asked me, “Why are you still single?”
~sigh~ I wrote an entire chapter dedicated to that question in my book yet all of the excuses escaped me when he asked. I fumbled through some answers and tried to walk away but he wouldn’t leave it alone.
As he walked out the door he turned to me and said, “I know what you need, you need a good spanking. You need to be put in your place by a real man.”
I smiled politely and turned away.
Then I thought- Damn. he’s right. I scare men off so easily. All I would really need is to meet my match, someone who doesn’t take NO for an answer and makes me respect him by taking good care of me and not tolerating my emotional tirades.
But that doesn’t happen. I easily intimidate all men.