Sunday, March 25, 2007

Flirt my way

This is how it all started. Me and Louella, jaws open, eyes glaring, ears attentive to every word she was saying. Mind jotting all the notes. I mean, this was Karen, the Queen. She made every passing male drool, toggle, and propose marriage within a month's time.

Tips from Karen:

If you see someone you're interested in, look him straight in the eye and smile. Look away. Then look again, and smile seductively. Maybe pretend you're going to the toilet and pass by his table, walking like a snail. If he gets the hint, then switch on your Bluetooth and wait for his number. Call him in 2 days' time. Remember, eye contact and a smile.

That simple? Hmmph, okay.

Armed with this tip, me and Louella turned hunters. Our aim was to prey on a guy we found desirable. We wanted to 'get' a guy, the way all those girls 'got' them in public. We decided to be the initiators since nothing seemed to happen otherwise. We had to give destiny a helping hand for the fun of it if nothing else.

Hunting Land: the Moroccan wilderness of Mamounia
Time: By sunset, when the lions came to chill.
Hunting equipment: contact lenses to be able to see the prey closely (we don't want no dog do we?)
Hunting gear: us, dressed to kill, lol!

So first we sat on a corner table. And boy were there some fit men. I dared to look through the bushes (my eyelashes) and found a pair of eyes staring back right across the room. I turned my head by 2 degrees and found another pair of eyes staring back.

Now hold on a second. The manual didn't prepare me for this. I scanned the room quickly and realized, there were 2 hotties on my left, 2 hotties opposite to me, 3 hotties on their right, and another 3 hotties on my right. Which one to go for? They were all generally good-looking and all pretty fit. This was all too confusing. How do you know which one is the decent one? How do you know which one is only interested in short/long-term relationships? Which one would suit me best?

I really didn't know. Then how did all those people meet over here? I've even heard of marriage cases believe it or not.

I looked at Louella, she looked back. A frown on our faces. This game is not for us, she said. I totally agreed.

We called the waiter, asked to be moved to the far end corner table where we could be away from all that bitch-in-heat atmosphere. And I'm glad we did because within 5 minutes of us moving tables that place filled up with cheap-looking people. Darn!

We left the place, with solemn looks and our gazes lowered. Our way.

I leave you with the words of Frank Sinatra:

I've loved, I've laughed and cried I've had my fill, my share of losing
And now, as tears subside, I find it all so amusing
To think I did all that And may I say, not in a shy way,
"Oh, no, oh, no, not me, I did it my way"

Till we meet again,
Sedeso

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