I wanted to let off some steam and party. I wasn’t thinking of anything when I walked into the bar. I just wanted to get drunk and get on with my life. When I passed a table, the two blond girls who looked like twins but with a closer scrutiny, I realized they weren’t.“Hi handsome,” one of the pretty girls said. I never thought of myself as handsome so I looked back at Ian and he pointed to me. “They’re talking to you,” Ian said hitting me on the back. I hadn’t dated in years and to be truthful Ann was the only girl I ever thought about. Although I was six feet and worked out at the gym I never thought I was handsome. Girls would look at me when I passed and make a comment, call me a hunk. Because the woman I loved, or thought I loved, never complemented me on my looks I didn’t take women serious when they tried to give me their phone numbers or email addresses. “See if you had taken the time to go out more, you would have known what women think about you instead of waiting for Ann to tell you how good you look, but you were caught up with that Ho.
