Today I am thankful for creative paybacks.
I am a femi-nazi with money. I don't know how long I'll have money but I have some now.
I buy my own drinks because I can.
I'll buy my companion's drinks because it's obnoxious.
I'll buy my companion's drinks because it's obnoxious.
Now, he's taken to buying my drinks and getting quite creative in the process.
Yesterday, he sent me off to retrieve something I left in my car while he paid for my drink.
It was cute.
We had a lot of flooding in my area over the past few days. I wanted to keep my phone by my side so my relatives could call if they needed my help.
I left my phone in the car but refused to go get it because I knew that he'd get sneaky and pay for my drink.
I told him he'd get sneaky if I left.
His reply was 'just let me pay for the drink.'
Okay....he's a man.
He's not a narcissistic man.
He'd an old fashioned one.
I relented. He bought my drink as we sat waiting for a lecture to start.
The fun part about that was that I spent the entire evening thinking about things I could give him in exchange for the drinks he's been buying lately.
I want to be fair about it.
Taking without giving is absolutely NO FUN at all!
At first, I thought about a gold plated kilt pin I spied on a Scottish website. It is of a rampant lion and it reminds me of my Leo friend.
It's not cheap. It's about $350. They have a pewter one for under $100 but my friend, with his heart of gold, must get the gold one. Pewter and silver just don't fit his personality. It's gotta be gold.
If I put away $5 everytime he buys a $5 drink, I'll have the money saved in six months to a year.
It's not cheap. It's about $350. They have a pewter one for under $100 but my friend, with his heart of gold, must get the gold one. Pewter and silver just don't fit his personality. It's gotta be gold.
If I put away $5 everytime he buys a $5 drink, I'll have the money saved in six months to a year.
Yeah.....
sigh....
Yes, the kilt pin is nice. I can imagine him wearing it.
I did. I visualized him wearing it.
It was good.
Then, of course, my mind wondered to what I could do beneath the kilt.
Then I became giddy.
Then I lost about 50 IQ points
-and-
I lost the ability to communicate.
When I told him that I has having trouble communicating with him because he was an attractive man, he looked at me in disbelief.
Sigh....
I think I scared him away.
Sigh.....
Maybe I need a dummy
-or-
I need to become hot enough to stun a smart man into temporarily acting like a dummy.
Life IS a lot of fun; payback more so.
Love ya,
S.