Got my oil changed the other day and there's no innuendo in that statement. Met a rasta guy with a dreadful headful of dreads in the waiting room. He told me he had 330k miles on his old Honda which he drives daily to his job in the city so he has to get the oil changed often.
When he first walked into the oil change lobby area, he said, "Well, helloooo there." (Actually I don't know if he spelled hello that way) though he seemed overly flirtatious for an oil change business. I can't discern anymore if a person is flirting.
We had an interesting conversation, about forgiveness and love, and was "there anything [I] haven't forgiven?" I said, "Only one thing." Though we didn't discuss this part - I'd revealed enough.
I have a knack for attracting weird guys with old, beaten up cars (or old guys with weird cars) so I tend to stay guarded - trying to listen to my gut. gurgle, gurgle I suppose when I find the courage and strength to forgive myself, I'll let my guard down - though until such time, my car is ready and I have places to go.
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eheh - rastafari!! love 'em. Always so chilled. Meet lots in the Gambia, running away from rude policemen, who chop their dreads off. Long story.
I am seriously considering having my dreadful headful of hair dreaded before Kenya. What d'ya reckon? Would I have to speak in innuendos thereafter?
Have good trips..in your car ;o)
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At least you attract guys.
You do meet the most interesting characters...obviously you don't give off a "don't f*ck with me" attitude.
I like dreads.
How do you go from "Hellooo there" to deep talks about love & forgiveness? And, at the oil change place?
Well, I guess it makes sense (sorta, if I squint) given your encounter with orgasm man at the coffeehouse.
You lead an interesting life, my friend.
You do lead an interesting life, my dear. You've got great energy.
I once attracted a guy wearing a Zorro mask and cape (OK, it WAS a Halloween party).
Another guy picked me up for a first date wearing a giant rubber glow-in-the-dark Jesus on his shirt (not that there's anything wrong with religion, but the shirt was kinda freaky).
A friend of mine had a guy talk to her on a bus and ask her to go out that night. He was cute so she agreed, but she wasn't so impressed when they ended up at an Amway meeting...
So this guy sounds like a catch to me. I think you should have gone for it - the dreads, the car, the oil change, whatever!
At least your meeting people:)
I wish I was your best friend. Or Hannah. I want to hang out with you for just one day to meet your cast of characters myself.
I'm a freak-magnet, myself. Some are interesting, some are scary, some are waaaaaayy out there. Some have even become my best friends..
I'm totally gonna get dreadlocks. When my hairs
grow out. My kids will be horrified. LMAO!
Happy Mother's Day, Darlin'. Hope it rocks!
Patty
Dreadlocks just fascinate me...I have a hard time not staring at someone who has them. I kind of like them. I wonder what you do when you don't want them anymore...shave your head?
Well at least you didn't buy some old junkey Fiat. There's progress for you!
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