Pondering the complexities of life.

Tuesday, June 14

Feast or Famine?

The company receptionist called me today to tell me I had a delivery in the lobby. I deal with outside vendors so I get deliveries all the time. I went to the lobby and saw nothing on the desk except a vase of flowers. I said, “Those aren’t for me.” They were, courtesy of an on-line correspondent. While I consider flowers a bit premature, given the fact we’ve never met or even spoken on the telephone, I’m certainly not complaining. I simply told everyone in my department that I had a secret admirer.

At the same time…believe it or not…I got an email from a guy who attended my retro party recently. He invited me to go out dancing this weekend. He works in my building, along with the 600 other people who work in my building. I barely knew him before the party and only know him slightly better now. But I ALWAYS want to go dancing! Give the man points for making an offer I couldn’t refuse!

Life includes both feast and famine. My social life has seen lots of famine. I think I could stand to feast for a while. Cheers!

18 Comments:

Blogger Blog ho said...

then eat while you can.

4:08 PM

 
Blogger Foilwoman said...

Really, once one guy shows an interest, they all do . . . it's a competetive thing or something. Enjoy, and exercise the right to be picky. Flowers, dancing, what's next, chocolates and trips to Rio?

4:46 PM

 
Blogger WordWhiz said...

Foilwoman: That's 'cause most guys are too stupid to figure out what they want. They gravitate toward the chick other guys are pursuing ("I'd be such hot stuff if I could beat out all those other guys") or toward the woman who thinks she's hot stuff. ("Gosh, if she thinks she's too good for me, she probably is!")

4:54 PM

 
Blogger Paige said...

Congrats! I agree with blog ho..eat while you can!

4:59 PM

 
Blogger WordWhiz said...

You guys all figure I'll be starving again by next week, don't you? "Eat while you CAN..." EGADS!!

5:02 PM

 
Blogger DBFrank said...

Have fun, be careful. :)

5:09 PM

 
Blogger Kira said...

Amanda knows this rule as I passed it on to her a while back: don't date more than six men at once. Six is the maximum. When I hit six, my friends used to tease, "And on the seventh day she rested." So, you've got two. You have room for four more for a REAL feast! :)

5:27 PM

 
Blogger WordWhiz said...

Cowboy: I'm always careful...with everything but my feelings. I tend to let people trample all over them. Thanks.

Kira: You and Amanda have it all over me. I've never dated more than one guy at a time. And since I've never even spoken to the sender of the flowers, I'd say that's still true at this point. I'm basking in the attention - it's a very nice change of pace - but I'm not someone who can juggle multiple relationships. WAY too confusing for me! (You gotta remember, I'm older than you guys!!)

6:14 PM

 
Blogger OldHorsetailSnake said...

Hoo boy, it's been a long since since I been dancing. They still doin' the Charleston?

6:48 PM

 
Blogger Charlie Mc said...

dig in! :)

8:17 PM

 
Blogger dddragon said...

WOW - a man who dances?!

8:34 PM

 
Blogger WordWhiz said...

dddragon: Cool, huh? My teenage daughter was impressed by the flowers. I let her put them in her room. Flowers are nice, but pretty universal. A dance invitation - to someone like me - that's special. He earned some big points, let me tell you!!

8:37 PM

 
Blogger Hermes said...

Oh YES! So you DID get them! j/k

I agree with blog ho. Gorge.

8:47 PM

 
Blogger Shannon said...

go get him girl!! that is awesome, 2 guys in one day!!

9:15 PM

 
Blogger Unknown said...

Inviting you to go out dancing? Sounds as retro-cool as your party, WW! Albeit slightly old fashioned in a "Flashdance" style...

1:31 PM

 
Blogger WordWhiz said...

Merkin: "Old-fashioned" and "retro" would be right up my ally! I fondly remember the disco age. I was in high school at the time! This guy clearly has me pegged!

1:39 PM

 
Blogger Paul Nichols said...

My First Wife Chancie got excited like that the time I ask her to go out dancing. I believe it was the night President Nixon resigned and everybody was dancing.

3:03 PM

 
Blogger Monica said...

Feast or famine--I can SO relate. Like when you have a guy interested in you? How come THAT'S when the rest of them come around? Where were they when I was spending my nights at home? I think it should be a little more balanced than feast or famine but, sigh...it never will.
Good post. Found you by way of Steelcowboy.

8:59 AM

 

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