He looked at me, frowned, and turned around. ![]() I saw him walk up, out of the parking lot, looking at his phone, where I had just sent a message: "restaurant busy waiting outside". I was waiting outside because it was very crowded. ![]() My favorite was the one I agreed to meet for lunch at a restaurant. He told me to "bring a taser." Men have such a way with words. Didn't work out, though.Īnother guy wanted to meet, after talking online. He was a jazz musician who moved to Hawaii to get away from his brother. Hell of a nice guy, and I really, really liked him. Weinstein (yes, THAT Weistein, only this was his younger brother). I'm older than dirt, but I'm putting in my two cents.
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