So what's for lunch? I'm down to grab some tacos and a beer.
Confession: While going out with my manager last night, the girl who served us our Korean BBQ served me one scoop of ice cream more than usual for guests. I stayed after and got the hint that she wanted to go out. So I took her out and ended up finding out that she thought I was gay for the longest time because I never asked her for her number (I'm a regular there.) Long story short, my hickies, the size of a baby's fist, look like I got hit with a couple of baseball bats.
Confession: I'm not a player. I just plant a lot of seeds (Think telemarketer.) Actually I'm pretty surprised at the positive reception I'm getting from both women AND men lately. It was never like this when I was younger. It must be the magical number of turning 28? I hear that's when men start hitting their prime in life.