You overhear some management colleagues talking about hiring a new account director and you ask if he is cute, rather than qualified.
You are almost willing to forgive all the crap that someone put you through, just so you can snuggle.
You are on the treadmill and a foreigner hottie is doing crunches on the floor behind you, and you peer at the mirror in front trying to get a glimpse inside his shorts.
You think your taxi driver has nice eyes. And you justify it by exclaiming “they looked really intense through the rear-view mirror, okay!”
You think every guy is hitting on you. It’s not true, you’re just hormonal.
Some grey haired man in the gym seemed cute to you. When you mention it, your gym buddy thinks the blood has rushed rapidly out of your head.
You flirt with a child-man in your office – he’s a summer trainee for god’s sake, Mrs. Robinson, you.
You have train acquaintances – because you’ll go home at the same time everyday. Indicating you have no life.
You go for an exclusive launch party and the waiter slips you his number.
You contemplate swinging over to the opposite sex. Just so you can snuggle. It’s all very pathetic isn’t it?
You start making lists of why you are ready to mingle, hoping some smart, intelligent, stud reads it, finds you insanely interesting, comments and the both of you meet, have instant connection, love each others company and make sweet history together…
Crap.
Woe is indeed me.
17 comments:
Being a little tech-challenged, I won't be able to get the emphasis in the right places but I'm sure you'll know what I mean when I say...
...from the description here, you're so not ready to mingle!
:-)
actually i have NO idea what you mean!
and now.. being the obssessive person i am - i am DYING to know what you meant by that and I tried to comment on your blog, but all the pop-up's are blocked. Random.
TELL ME NOW!
cause im startin to take offence...
Hey, sorry, didn't mean any offence...just that when so many signs suddenly seem to pop-up everywhere, it's best to take a step back and reassess.
Apologies for not explaining what I meant.
G sez - One is ready to mingle when one is single. Stop looking for signs. G also sez - one is ready to mingle when one reads a post on 'Ready to mingle' and leaves a comment on it.
Blame it all on hormones!!!And I know what I'm talking about... :-)
And whats wrong in wanting to snuggle??
I think one's also ready to mingle when:
One insert too many commas in ones online lists when they're actually supposed to be semicolons.
Errr Can we make life easier and just wear really tight t-shirts that say "I'm single...wanna mingle?"
noojes
Very nice! Quite a clear one...wonder when I will have such clarity on signs in my life..sigh
Noojes
Great idea :-)
spaz,
you are fantastic.
thanks for the smiles.
that is one freaky post...
@ ghost - thanks for explaining.
@ g - spaz says join the club
@ naut - hormones can be a PAIN
@ egg - GET OVER IT
@ nooje - maybe that's a littttle OTT, no?
@ deb - hahahah one thing you cannot do is look to my posts for CLARITY :)))
@ happy - same to you :P
@ ross - My posts have been called a LOT of things... Freaky was never one of them... I'm sorry if i scared you... I don't usually run around gyms looking down peoples shorts (assuming thats what you found freaky :S)
Quite amusing. But even more interesting is that you've been able to list down all these signs :)
Well I think, that you are ready to mingle whenever you are single :)
Heh!
That was funny.
Er... well it was.
Jitender Saan
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seems like jsaan here is a bot. GET RID OF HIM NOW!
what is a bot? what is a bot?
all the time babe...all the time....
bloody hormones.
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