Gunshow!
The Crown Point Gunshow is a typical small town show- it’s an awful lot of the same stuff different day, but it also has the occasional deal, and sometimes you run into a little gem. I see the new style AR bayonet is all the rage, which means the old style bayonets are gettinig cheap.
As we queued up to get in, Partner gets a look from the girl selling tickets. he brightens, she’s nice to look at, then she says “You look almost exactly like my dad”.
Oh, says partner.
Walking away, into the show:
” Well, there it goes. The last vestige of hope that a woman can look at me as anything but a decrepit old hulk is gone forever”
I told him maybe she had daddy issues, but I doubt that’s his thing anyway.
I had a bartender tell me I was a couple years younger than her parents. I had another bartender tell me she was born the same year I bought my first new car. Which I still own and drive daily. Which I bought the year I got my Master’s degree.
I think the worst was the young lady who told me that people from my generation were lucky, because we got to see the original Star Wars movie on the big screen. She was also old enough to drink.
It does get rougher as the young hotties that catch your eye say they remind them of their brother/dad/uncle/grand dad.
One time or another I have been all four. Not at once mind you.