Sunday, 24 March 2013

Another Lawyer



            This gentleman messaged me on the site on a Friday and invited me to meet him at a local dance club, for singles over forty, the following evening. I arrived at nine, wearing a little red dress, burgundy boots, pink lipstick and long, curly, hi-lighted hair. As I entered the venue I checked in my tuxedo coat and began walking about the place.


            I bought water and climbed onto the dance floor. As one gentleman put it, "Girl, you are rocking that little red dress." I danced for about an hour, then stepped down and walked around.


            Coming from the left side of the stage, a short, well-dressed gentleman approached me, "Smile, you're very beautiful!" I thanked him and asked if he was the gentleman I was supposed to meet there.  He acknowledged that it was, and offered to buy me a drink, which I accepted. We walked to the bar and he purchased a glass of Merlot for me. I discussed my blog with him and sought some copyright clarification. He told me that anything that I created, be it art or writing, was my property and copyright protected.


            He told me he practiced civil law. I asked him if he liked to dance and he said he did.  Then he took my hand and put it up to his heart so I could feel it. His heart was literally beating out of his chest. I had never felt a heart beat that vigorously before. I asked him what that was all about but he didn't reply.


            He reached into his pocket, pulled out a stack of business cards and handed me one.  Then he kissed me on the lips. I said, "I don't even know you" and he replied, "But it's nice, isn't it?" He began anxiously pacing the floor stating that he had to find someone. I took my wine over to the dance floor and waited for him.  I finally spotted him on the dance floor with another woman; they were kissing and stroking each other. I finished my wine.


            About a half hour later, I collected my coat and walked out into the night. As I approached my vehicle, I took out the gentleman's business card, ripped it into tiny pieces, and flung them into the darkness.  Case closed!


Lesson learned – some gentlemen on internet dating sites, feel it is their right to manoeuvre from woman to woman without any regard for their feelings.

Life lesson for the gentleman – don’t invite a lady to a club and then abandon her.  Why was your heart racing?  I suspect it wasn’t because of me.

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