Friday, April 4, 2014

Big family small town

So I started out my Friday night at the local watering hole. I grab my beer and hit the machines. Because I set down for my second beer gentleman approaches me. I will admit he was a decent looking gentleman I'll be it a little older.
He calls me out my name. I get a tad nervous. My thoughts ranged from an online profile he recognized me from to a business associate. Neither of which I really wanted to run into you at the bar unexpected. 
So my response was maybe I was who he said. 
His response I think we might be relate. 
My thoughts were oh lord your hitting on your cousin. 
Sure enough we are third cousins. The joys of living in a small town and having a big family. 
Worse yet both he and his friend thought I was at least 10 years older than I was. 
Lovely blow to the ego. Flirted on by my cousin and thought it be older. 
I also caught a glimpse of my high school crush. I always thought the dude was very handsome. 
The problem is his ego is bigger than the truck he drives. I'm also too big for his taste. He's missing out on the affection from a bigger woman. 
Should I call it a night now or hit the karaoke bar?

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