Monday, May 4, 2009
It's never dull when A and I go out together. Friday night was no exception.
This time we were called "cougars" by a younger gentleman (ok - so he was probably my son's age). The funny part - him and his buddies are the ones that started the conversation, we had just arrived at the bar and were getting our first beverages of the evening. They just kept reappearing.
The question is, should we be flattered or insulted?