The reprisal of past dates ends tomorrow. Note: See post below this one entitled The Lyin' King if you are a middle aged broad like me.
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I arranged my company's Christmas party at Romeo Cucina in Laguna Beach.
I arrived early so I sat down with the restaurant employees to help fold napkins. This is where I met The Younger Man.
I showed the lad how to fold a napkin into fan. What can I say, I have skills.
I'd hired a video company, Boogie Heads, for entertainment.
I thought the idea was more then hilarious. My colleagues didn't seem to agree. I guess people don't want to make a fool of themselves in front of their bosses. Oddly, I can't seem to avoid it.
Convincing my co-workers to join in was like pulling teeth. The Younger Man (the restaurant's piano player) jumped in to my rescue. We made 12 videos. Eventually, everyone joined in and had a great time.
The kid was adorable. Despite being young enough to be my son, the wee lad asked me out. I said "no". He was 25 years old for Pete's sake.
Later, I actually regretted saying no after a friend gently suggested, "It's for the best you did not accept the date. He's young and you know he would have only wanted one thing."
I thought, he probably wants the same thing my 50-something year old dates want.
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