A few days ago I completely snubbed the daughter of a close friend. She was filling her car at the fuel pump right next to me, I fueled up, went and paid for my fuel and left without even acknowledging her. As I pulled into the street I finally recognized who she was…too late!
This got me wondering why I hadn't realized who she was and what I saw was a sad realization indeed.
In my teen years and into my twenties I'd have been looking at her boobs and probably noticed that she had a face I knew… eventually!
In my thirties I'd have been looking at her legs and might have allowed my eyes to follow along ever upward until I recognized her… possibly!
In my forties I'd have been admiring her ass and it probably would have taken a while to get to her face... but eventually I'd have got there.
But now I'm in my fifties I was doing what fifty year olds do…
Yes, I admit it, I was checking out her car. (a new black and chrome Ford Explorer)
This is the best way for a lady to fuel her car, no nasty diesel splashes on your nice clean clothes..