|Do you think I put myself in this montage?|
Every girl, or woman knows where she stands. She knows if she’s hot… or not. She especially knows without a doubt in her mind if she makes heads turn. She just does! Me? After years of therapy I
still cry into my pillow nightly have come to terms with my average’ness.
Hence why I’ve developed such an awesome personality so when people say “oh she’s got a great personality” I can know it to be true.
But even if I am awesome (ahem), there are times when I like to fuck with people, just to see how they react (insert evil little laugh and snicker). Like take Saturday night for example. Never mind the cocktail count on my little inner dinger, this happened after only 1 glass of vino… OK, I know, I’m a cheap date, but 1 glass? I’m still totally in control of myself. We went out with a really great friend and his hot beautiful trophy queen of a wife. I mean Gor-ge-oussss (the extra s’es are there for extra emphasis on the s’ness of her sheer beauty).
So we’re talking about god knows what, who cares what, when I suddenly look right into her perfect little blue eyes and say “You know how it is for US average girls, it’s not like guys are knocking each other out to open doors for US!” Booby stopped breathing. I mean he looked at me with eyeballs bigger than cue balls (still staying in the whole ball department none the less) and didn’t know if I was going to start back pedaling or laugh to say it was just a joke or what.
Me? I just waited with a big dumb smile to see what this smoking hot chick would say… Nothing. She said nothing. Now I know she knows she’s hot. I think she even knows I know she’s hot and would even go a step further to say she knows I know she knows she’s hot. Ya follow? That’s a whole lotta knowin’ going on here for 2 blond girls! Ya see what I’m saying?
So. To this day I wonder what she was really thinking when I suddenly demoted her to my level of looks. Was she happy to be included in my fun club? Was she insulted I wasn’t oo’ing and ah’ing over her obvious superiority in outer beauty? Or did she later tell her husband how clueless I was… I wonder. What do YOU think was going on in her pretty little head? Or better yet, how would you react to such a comment?