Add To The Wingman…

Posted: April 14, 2011 by divebardiva in Daily Ramblings

Okay people, I have had a lot to do today — half of which had to do with getting a fucking ipad for my blog extravaganzas and oddly enough it just didn’t happen. Story of my life my friends.

Although my day started out with a bang…I was not happy being turned down at every turn. It irritates me beyond all reason but what am I to do at this point. I can only state exactly how I feel. I dislike being told no. Period. End of conversation.

However, my old roommate Irish told me something that can be added to yesterday’s post. I’m drunk and unruly and not feeling the introspective crap that I usually spew. So here comes the truth out of the mouths of babes…

Irish: Remember when we used to go to the bar together…sometimes even with your sister?

dbd: Yeah, I suppose.

Irish: I used to sit with you guys until dudes came up to hit on you, and then I would sink into the background?

dbd: Yeah, I guess so…

Irish: Do you remember what you used to tell me?

dbd: No fucking idea…

Irish: You used to say, “Nobody wants to go to a bar with no cars in the parking lot!”

dbd: Wow, I used to be funny…

Irish: You still have your moments.

So there you go, Wingman Situation # 5.

It’s true: Boys and girls really only want you when someone else does. It’s all about the strongest, the fastest and the highest on the totem pole…it’s the law of the jungle. Kill or be killed.

If you have someone who will hang out and listen to your bullshit until you may possibly have a fish on the line…THAT is a good wingman. Hey, it’s not a lot of work but it’s time they could have spent rubbin up on some drunk chick and making his own shit happen.

One more characteristic of a wonderful Wingman.

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