I Said Regular, Not Frequent

I was on the receiving end of some cheerful ribbing by the female members of the household this week, not because I thought the delivery girl was cute (though she was), but because they noticed (according to them) that the delivery girl “checked me out” when I turned away from her.

Now I know some people find that kind of attention unwelcome, but I’ve never found it such.  Honestly, I cherish the times I realize a girl has “checked me out,” and it puts me in such a good mood that I’m grateful it happens on a regular basis.  In fact, the last time this happened it was from a cute waitress at a restaurant, and I was walking on cloud nine for a long time afterwards.

That was definitely a good decade.

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