Urban Cowgirl – Make it a Double
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A funny thing happened during my Saturday morning stagger to the local coffee spot – a dear friend of mine called to advise (and perhaps warn) me that men are…acquiring ovaries?
A gruesome metaphor perhaps, but my gal pal had details to back this up, or rather explain. Sorry fellas, but I suggest you hang in there for this juicy piece of insight you’re about to receive.
Picture this…you’re a foxy 20-something, out on the town socializing with a few work colleagues. To respect our subject’s identity, we’ll say you work in the mortgage industry. You end up sharing a cab home with a particular mortgage broker you’ve been having indecent inklings for, only to be stopped abruptly at your front door. ‘Does he want to come up’ you think to yourself?
Nope. Nope he does not. Instead, he wants to stand outside in the pouring rain to tell you how special you are. So special that he decides not to come in and rock your world, but to ask you if you’re interested in having children. Children? His children? At this point, you stare blankly at him, wondering if it’s the flurry of martinis talking or if you heard him correctly.
Biology says that women have a clock. Mother Nature’s way of telling us to take off our stilletos, bake some cookies and bear young. Is it possible that men also dawn this clock? The plot of procreation thickens.
The staggering part of this story is that under the same scenario, after the same party, this happened to another gal I know. What are the odds? Is this happening to single gals everywhere, and we just aren’t talking about it? Also, I must note, both the gentlemen in these stories are approaching the latter portion of their 30’s.
Fellas – I’m curious to hear what you have to say on the subject. Add your comments!
Ladies – are there other gals out there experiencing this pending pandemic? Shall we form a support group?
A funny thing happened during my Saturday morning stagger to the local coffee spot – a dear friend of mine called to advise (and perhaps warn) me that men are…acquiring ovaries?
A gruesome metaphor perhaps, but my gal pal had details to back this up, or rather explain. Sorry fellas, but I suggest you hang in there for this juicy piece of insight you’re about to receive.
Picture this…you’re a foxy 20-something, out on the town socializing with a few work colleagues. To respect our subject’s identity, we’ll say you work in the mortgage industry. You end up sharing a cab home with a particular mortgage broker you’ve been having indecent inklings for, only to be stopped abruptly at your front door. ‘Does he want to come up’ you think to yourself?
Nope. Nope he does not. Instead, he wants to stand outside in the pouring rain to tell you how special you are. So special that he decides not to come in and rock your world, but to ask you if you’re interested in having children. Children? His children? At this point, you stare blankly at him, wondering if it’s the flurry of martinis talking or if you heard him correctly.Biology says that women have a clock. Mother Nature’s way of telling us to take off our stilletos, bake some cookies and bear young. Is it possible that men also dawn this clock? The plot of procreation thickens.
The staggering part of this story is that under the same scenario, after the same party, this happened to another gal I know. What are the odds? Is this happening to single gals everywhere, and we just aren’t talking about it? Also, I must note, both the gentlemen in these stories are approaching the latter portion of their 30’s.
Fellas – I’m curious to hear what you have to say on the subject. Add your comments!
Ladies – are there other gals out there experiencing this pending pandemic? Shall we form a support group?
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