Church – Annual Toy Drive for CHOP

Five years ago Church started a charity at Christmas to collect toys for children who are in the hospital at CHOP. (Children’s Hospital) (See: Church – Brand Ambassador)

Back then he was the Vice President of the Philadelphia chapter of the United States Bartender’s Guild. Liquor representatives and bartenders and people in the hospitality industry would all gather and donate toys for his event.

It would always take place at a local bar called Time. The first one I attended was in 2014. That was the year that Annabelle dumped me and kept coming back on a monthly basis to fool around with me. It was a confusing and unstable time for me. I remember sitting at the bar and pounding Cutty Sark Prohibition. (100 proof) I had gotten a few texts from Annabelle saying how she missed me and was thinking about me everyday and even had a dream about me.

I was at my breaking point with that idiot and I told her I’d call her when I got home. Later I did just that and told her we were done and I couldn’t have her drifting in an out of my life anymore. But that’s a story that already been told in this blog. (See: Annabelle – Nice to Meet You)

So spring forward to 2017 and I’m at the salon. Church pops in to tan and hang. It’s a Monday night and I assume we’re going to dinner like we usually do. Then he tells me that he can’t because it’s the Toys for Chop thing at Time tonight.

I don’t want to go. I don’t work in the industry, I don’t have a toy to give and I feel like I’d be looked upon as just a groupie looking to get free spirits. But he tells me there will be some attractive babes there and with a few twists I’m in.

He’s been out of the liquor industry for a couple of years now and I haven’t worked for the liquor publication in a few years so we’re both a bit out of touch. He no longer runs the event and has passed the mantle on to a rep at another liquor brand.

He wants to go to the event together, but I have other plans. I tell him to go on without me at 7:30 and when I close the salon, I’ll roll over there after 8pm. The reason I do this is because whenever I have to go somewhere with Church that has a timeline, he gets really rammy as the deadline approaches. This causes me stress and I don’t need any stress in my life anymore. (See: Ghost – Swedish Metal Fiasco) So I send him off and the minute he steps out of the salon I hit the send button on the computer and activate my food order. I am determined to have a nice meal before I go over to this event. When I say nice meal, I mean drinking armor. I know it’s going to be oceans of whiskey and I need to prepare for that.

My food comes and I eat half my sandwich and that should be enough. I close the salon and head over to Time.

When I arrive the woman running the event is outside and asks me if I’ll give her $5 to fend of some homeless guy selling flowers. I’m happy to see her but it seems strange. I give her the money and head in. She tells me she’ll buy me a drink. I don’t mind and just go inside.

I run into the usual suspects of the industry and am happy to see them. I get a glass of Buffalo Trace on the rocks and sit next to a guy I know from a local bar. I like him but I quickly realize he’s drunk as fuck.

Then I realize everyone there is pretty much hammered. It’s 8:30pm. How long have these people been drinking?

I end up sitting at the bar sipping delicious free whiskey chatting with a beautiful blonde who unfortunately is blackout drunk. I don’t know her but she tells me we’ve met several times. I’m surprised by this statement because she appears to not even remember who she is.

Toys for Tots is a national organization that collects toys for underprivileged children from poor families. This event was created for children in the hospital around the holidays. But these kids have families that have jobs and money. They are going to get plenty of toys and goodies for christmas, sick or not. They don’t need more crap from us. Where do the toys really go? Who regulates who gets what? What about the money? How does that get distributed?

I realize now that this is an empty charity. It’s just an excuse for a bunch of industry people to get together and get shit faced drunk around the holidays masked as a charity. It’s awful. Thank God I got something to eat before I came here tonight. There’s a plate of cold cuts on a table and that’s it. Other than Church who has given up drinking, I’m the only sober person here.

This is a horrible and wasteful event. I had an opportunity to go to see a Led Zeppelin cover band with Church last week. We saw them last year. I declined this year because once you’ve seen it, you’re done. It’s not Led Zeppelin and it’s just going to be a rerun of the same show from last year. I don’t want to do that again. Pay too much to drink shitty beer and watch some clowns cover Zep tunes while I watch them through some other jerk off’s phone? Fuck that.

I’ve had an action packed life and continue to rock out in my own way. It seems like every time I get roped into someone else’s nonsense I have a shitty time. I’m not going to do that anymore. So no more Zep cover bands, no more concerts for any other bands I don’t know, and no more industry parties. I’m over it.

My life is elegant in its simplicity. I like to work and stay busy. I like to write and watch Netflix when I’m home. I love to sip a glass of wine and smoke a cig. As long as I’ve got my health and daughter Lorelei is okay, I’m good.

There’s so many lost and lonely people out there. I hope they find themselves. But getting fucked up on a regular basis is just a dead-end. So like I said at the end of the blog I wrote about the band Ghost…. Never Again!  (See: Swedish Metal Fiasco)

 

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Lily – Nice to Meet You… Finally – Chapter 4

I press on…

“What’s happening currently in you life?”

“Is the food good here?”

“The food’s great here. I know the chef personally. He’s amazing.”

Lily orders a salad and the calamari. She responds to my question.

“I met this amazing Chinese guy on Tinder. He’s amazing. Good school. Studying to be a heart surgeon. He’s really far along. Self made. His dad was a cook. Classic come to America and kick the dream and make it. He’s so good. He takes me on really good dates. Always fun, great restaurants. He’s so nice to me. Gives me back massages. He’s really a wonderful man. 5’10” and in great shape. Hot. I love him.”

“Sex?”

“No. Not yet. He’s super busy with school and his career. I only see him like twice a month.”

“I have something like that now Lily, and I love it. I like the separation and the alone time. All of my relations have failed because I got to close.”

“He’s so great. So thoughtful. He can deal with me in whatever mood I’m in. He’s so great and I adore being with him. We’ve slept together but never had sex yet. We’ve seen each other naked but it just hasn’t happened yet.”

“He’s a virgin?”

“Oh shit. I thought that too but he says he’s not.”

“I love this guy for you but no guy is going to admit that at his age. He’ll probably rub his penis into your navel and you’ll be like, dude, you have to go south to get to the magic kingdom.”

“But he’s so great. He does all of the right things. I love him and he’s really fit too.”

“He sounds amazing, Lily. I’m really rooting for him in your life. I don’t even care if he’s a virgin which it sounds like he totally is, you’ll rock his fucking world.”

“I love him!”

“I’m a huge fan too. Pursue this relationship with Chinese Heart Doctor guy. I like that he’s romantic and sweet to you.”

“I was plowed after the Eagles game on New Years and he was so sweet to me after that at the Philadelphia Orchestra.”

I should tell you, you should never do Orchestra after Eagles game. Different vibe. You probably passed out.”

“I was banged up but he was so sweet to me and managed my drunken self and I really liked that. It’s like he’s more passive and I’m the dominant one in the relationship.”

“Because you’re dating a brilliant future doctor that you should cherish and relieve that boy of his virginity and rock his fucking world, Lily.

You’re a great girl for him. He cherishes you. You’re beautiful and sexy and you’re taking your time with him. That’s all this sweet genius needs. I’m rooting for you guys so hard! I love romance and innocence! Love is the most powerful thing in the universe. Please lean into it as I have in my life. It’s beautiful.”

 

I would love Lily to go forward with this really nice man. I have never met him but I think he’s great. If you’ve been reading this blog you know I like my girls with a touch of evil, so I adore Lily.

I was so happy to meet with her tonight. Lily’s great. Smart, interesting and clever. I meet so many people and I get my energy from the folks I meet. But every once in a while  Lily comes along and the fire burns little brighter that the rest.

It’s nice to bask in the sunlight of her wonderful rays.

“What’s on for the rest of the week, dear?”

“I took tomorrow off because I’m flying to Orlando.”

“How come?”

I have a guy that sent me tickets to come down and see him for in Florida.”

“Oh.”

“I’ve known him since California and he does conferences around the country. I used to totally love him, but I can only go for one day. Just tomorrow.”

“Are you going to sleep with him?”

“Yea, totally. But I’m only going for the day, because I can’t take that much time off from work.”

“Okay… Well have a safe trip and please don’t screw it up with Chinese heart surgeon guy that I love.”

“I won’t. Florida guy paid for my air fair and is going to give me more money.”

“How much?”

“He didn’t say. I know I’m staying at the Disney Swan.”

“Okay. sounds fun. Just be safe.”

“I talk to my mom about what I do.”

“Really?”

“She sees it as me dating rich guys and them wining and dining me and is okay with it.”

“Do you tell your mother that all of these men are married and are cheating on their wives to be with you?”

I watch my beautiful Lily pause. I can see why she is irresistible to these men. She’s smart, sexy, and absolutely beautiful.

“No… I didn’t mention that to my mom.”

I love a person that customizes the truth. Because that’s how we all deal with our realities.

Even me.

“Thank you for your time Lily. I really want you to come back to the salon to tan.”

She has to go home and pack for Orlando.

We get the bill and there are no drinks on the check. (Fucking yea, Roman) Just drank for free. But he has no control over the food so the bill was $25.

Lily is impressed by my power.

I pay the bill and drop a $20 tip for Roman because he’s amazing.

I notice that during this encounter, that it has played out in a very specific way. Baby showed up this time. She was on point. On time. I was happy to feed her and give her drinks. Lily was amazing and very revealing.

More than I could have expected.

I hope the next time I see her, (If there is a next time) She wants to eat some delicious gelato with her.

I cash out and realize that Lily will never kick in on the bill because she’s a sugar baby.

I relish in the fact that I got to be a sugar daddy to this sweet lovely girl. Lily trusted me enough to meet me for drinks to help feed my blog, but stayed true to her creed. The bill came and it was my sole responsibility. Of course it was.

I turned to her and felt it. I got to spend time with this brilliant wonderful woman, but that came at a price. Even though I’m not in her world, I have to pay when I hang with Lily. It’s automatic. I was happy to be her guy tonight.

I liked that she made the time to meet with me and made me pay. I like it. Lily is a woman who’s doing her own thing and even if you want to interview her for your blog it’s going to cost you.

Well played and I actually like the feeling,

Can’t wait to see you again Lily.

I walked her all the way home to her apartment.

I text her that I had gotten home safe and I was so happy to meet her

She said she’d swing by the salon soon.

I finally got to hang out with this extraordinary lady.

 

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Roman – 2013 to Present – Tell Me Your Best Tinder Date Horror Stories

Maybe this will make you feel less bad about your last awful date.

When meeting a Tinder date for the first time, where do you go? A bar across town where you’re less likely to run into people you know? Perhaps a romantic wine bar? Somewhere intimate that will impress your date, somewhere you can be alone?

Alone, of course, except for the one other person who’s along for the ride: your bartender. The modern bartender has a front-row seat to the world of online dating, and for every success story, they’ve seen a dozen awkward interactions (to put it mildly). Enduring and observing the Tinder date is now an established part of the job description for your local bartender—for better or worse. I spoke with my favorite bartender in the city, Roman from Square 1682. (See: Roman – Rock n’ Roll Bartender) Here are some tales from the front lines of internet dating from a bartender’s point of view.

Three’s a Charm
I was witness to a particularly crowded first date. “Once I saw a guy show up to a date with another woman,” he says. “Unsurprisingly, it didn’t go as planned.”

If It Ain’t Broke
Some guys have the Tinder date down to a science. “Tinder Tuesday” was the nickname for a customer at a former workplace. “He came in every Tuesday with a different girl, ordered the same thing, used the same lines, offered to split the same dessert, and asked the girl back to his place at the same time.” Hey, if it works…? “He either had great game, or he was a serial killer.”

Politics and Doggy Bags
“Bless these poor Tinder souls, It can’t be easy!” He tells the story of a recent date that “completely derailed” after politics became part of the conversation. (“Never a good first-date tactic,” he notes.) “The guy paid out their check before they even got their appetizers. They both stormed out, but then a few minutes later, the girl came back and asked for the remaining courses to be packaged up to take home with her.” Gotta admire that, though: Roman calls the move “ballsy, tacky, and kind of amazing all at once.”

One for the Road
I once witnessed a real winner at a former workplace. The guy had two topics of conversation: “He talked about his ex constantly, and about how when he was in college the CIA—which he obnoxiously referred to as ‘the Company’—tried to recruit them.” The woman silently stirred her drink until the ice melted, at which point the man went to the bathroom. Immediately, “she asked me for a shot and signaled her intent to leave him with the bill.” Down the hatch and out the door.

Listen, Buddy
Listening skills are often the last straw for people. “I watched a man totally blow it by being a horrible listener and talking over his date,” he says. “She told him that she was a psychologist, and then one minute later, he asked her what she studied.”

Zero to 60
Of course, not all Internet dates end badly. In fact, Roman says he once saw a date that went remarkably well…remarkably quickly. “I saw two people go from meeting and shaking hands to making out and leaving together within 15 minutes.” Congratulations to the happy couple!

 

 

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Mystery Date

Want to add some spice to your existing relationship, then go on a mystery date and get ready to reap the benefits. Women love surprises, they like mystery, and they like it when their man cares enough to plan a day dedicated to them. Now I am like you, I am lazy, and after I have been in an established relationship with a girl and I already know the sex is there when I want it, why do I need to go to the trouble of having a mystery date? You do this to keep her interested in you and make her fall in love with you all over again. Why am I talking like you need to already be in an established relationship to have a mystery date? Well you don’t have to be, but it’s a little more difficult to pull off on the first date or two then it is after a few months.

Let’s explain what a mystery date is.  It consists of a date where you say, “Babe, I’m taking you out friday.”  She may ask, “Where are we going?” To which you respond, “Not telling, this is a mystery date.”  And this is about all the details you will give her.  You plan out the evening and she spends the rest of the week dreaming up what you possibly have in store for her.  Too easy.

Now there are 2 levels of mystery dates you can take your girl on, let’s examine each one.  You will soon see why you won’t do a mystery date at the beginning of a relationship.

Beginners Level

This is the only time you can get away with a mystery date on a first, second, or third date. It’s simple, “Hey I’m taking you out on Friday,” she gets excited because you don’t tell her anything else, you plan the evening, it can be dinner, trip to the zoo, picnic at the lake. Any basic date. The only thing about this is you don’t tell her.  Maybe mention what kind of clothes she should wear, but you could leave it up to her and then pack a sweatshirt if your plan is to have dinner under the stars.

Advanced Level

This level of mystery date involves a bit more planning, but it will be a lot more fun for your girl. This has you planning out every detail of your date and usually involves two or more places of interest. Start off by telling her to block off an entire day, such as Saturday. It’s best to come up with a location that is a little out-of-the-way, so you can build up the suspense of the drive. Tell her nothing, in fact if you have access to her clothes, pick out the clothes for her to wear. Everything from casual wear for if you are going to hang out down town or at the zoo, something fancy if your date will take the two of you out at night, or even some sexy lingerie if you plan on staying the night together.  The point is to have everything ready for her, so that she will feel comfortable with letting you take charge. This is where the details are important. Say you plan on taking her to the city, going to the local zoo, then to the hotel to change and go out on the town.  If you pack her bags for her and she forgets her hair straightener, she will not feel sexy when going out because her hair, “Isn’t perfect.”  And it can really bring down the evening. The point of all of this is to show that you care because you dedicated your time and effort to plan a day just for her. It really does not matter what you do or the amount you spend, just that you took the time for her.

Execution

Like any good plan, the success of a mystery date lies in the execution.  It all starts with planning.  You must decide where and when you’re going.  You must call ahead to get tickets and reservations.  If you need access to her clothing, you need to plan ahead to either have her roommate let you rummage through her items before your date, or steal a piece of clothing or two from her each time she sleeps over.  This is not something you should plan the night before.

Building Suspense

All your planning would be for not if she is not excited by your idea of the mystery date, so we are going to make it fun for her and make it feel as though she is in control.  We can create the element of surprise through predetermined courses of action and a little simple magic. Let’s say you have decided that you will be taking your girl to the local concert at 1 pm. At 4 pm you will take her back to the hotel room where you will shower and change, out to dinner at 6pm, and then night life and dancing, before heading back to the room to end the night.

To spice things up, we are going to create three scenarios for your girl to choose from.  Have her pick from three envelopes, inside each envelope have, “City Date” written inside of each. City date refers to your plans to go downtown.  Just make sure she does not see the other envelope.  What you have done is create an idea that you have planned three separate dates for her, building her interest in you, when really you just had the one date planned.

Another idea is to lay out three outfits for her to choose. I would lay out a casual sun dress, something she would wear when clubbing, and lingerie.  Based on what she chose, that would be the date. This way at most you would only have to plan two dates.  If she chose the lingerie you know you won’t be going anywhere that night.

The key in all of this is to plan ahead. If you have to make reservations or buy tickets then ensure you make her pick the right date, or don’t give her an option, just take her.  If you’re flexible then plan a couple different scenarios, it can turn into a mystery date for yourself as well.

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Kaja – Out of the Blue – Part 1

I met Kaja back in 2003. She was 22 years old. She had called my office about getting some life insurance. Like most financial reps I went to meet with her at her apartment. I ring the bell and she comes to the door.

The young slender woman standing before me is what I have always described as an ethereal beauty. An exquisite fine boned, absolutely beautiful woman. She was born in Estonia where apparently all of the most beautiful people come from. At that moment she was probably one of most lovely women I had ever seen.

Kaja was very sweet and also had a little son. He was probably 4 or 5 years old so she must have had him young. Apparently things didn’t go with her baby daddy because they have to do pick up and drop offs at the local police precinct.

She also had a roommate who was a pretty dark-haired girl. I don’t remember her name. I think they worked together.

So I start the application process and of course the client has to be honest about all of their facts with their agent.

She goes on to tell me that she works as a dancer at Delilah’s Den. That’s the finest gentleman’s club in the city. She worked a few nights a week and earned around $15,000 a month! That’s crazy money for a 22-year-old girl.

It’s also a high risk business. So I didn’t know if I could get the policy approved. But I was good and I figured I’d find a way for this single mother. Oh, don’t ever say “I support single mothers” to a stripper when she’s working. You’ll get your ass kicked.

So everything went fine and we eventually closed the deal. I remember me bringing a little toy to her son and she gave me a book about Estonia. It was a nice business relationship. I liked that she was a very sweet and kind woman even though she worked in a tough industry. I liked that I knew her outside her business and never went to where she worked. Discretion with my clients is paramount.

Through the years we always kept in touch. We never really hung out together. It would be more like a visit. We would meet at her apartment for tea and just chat and catch up on what was going on in our lives. This would go on for years. But there were years I didn’t see or hear from her. Sometimes I thought each time would be the last.

I think she kept in touch with me because even though I wasn’t ever part of her chaotic world, she could trust me. She worked in an industry that makes the women who dance start to resent or even hate men. They meet a lot of married guys and even local public figures who act like total slobs and perverts. That can mess with your head.

She would text me on facebook or call me on the phone and we would meet somewhere. One time we met and just strolled around Rittenhouse park. Then I wouldn’t see her for a year or so. It’s been a unique friendship. But someone you really make a solid connection with you don’t need to see all the time. I haven’t seen my friend James in a few years but when I do, It’ll be like when we were like teenagers. I don’t need to talk to someone or see someone all the time. If I like you and you text me that you want to meet up, I’ll set it up.

That’s how it’s been over the last twelve years for Kaja and me. I know she’s had her ups and downs but so have I.

I remember once she reached out to me and we met up for brunch at Square 1682. She drank Long Island ice teas and was getting buzzed. I unfortunately had to pay for everything. After brunch we are walking down the street and she wants to go to a gentleman’s club. I get us an UBER. We end up going to Cheerleaders strip club down on Delaware Avenue. She’s pushing strippers at me and giving me a hand massage. I’m drinking wine and she’s getting annoyed that her boyfriend is texting her.

She tells me that her boyfriend is coming to the club. I’m not worried because once jealous boyfriends meet me they see that I’m not a threat. So he shows up and he’s just your run of the mill douche bag. But he’s actually nice to me and is telling me about his business and buying me drinks.

I go to the bathroom and when I come out they are gone. They just stranded me down there. I really thought this was a dick move, but he’s weak and she’s drunk. I’m a big boy and I get a taxi back to Rittenhouse. I chalk it up to the alcohol and figure I won’t see her again. No big deal. It is what it is. I’ve been duped and used by worse people.

A year or so goes by and I get a text on Facebook messenger.

It’s Kaja.

“Good morning, friend! How have you been? It would be nice to catch up.”

“I’m good! How are you? I’d love to catch up.”

“I’m good, thanks! When can you pencil me in?”

“Next Monday? Do you still have the same number?”

(Provides a new phone number. I notice as I enter into my phone it’s the 3rd one she’s had in a few years.)

Now we’re texting and we set up a lunch for that Friday at noon at Misconduct at 18th and JFK blvd. That’s one of my go to spots. I text my friend Mary the hostess that I’d like to reserve table 12. (See: Mary – 2016 to Present – Unexpected table for two)

Thursday I get a text from Kaja asking if we are still on for Friday. I assure her that we are.

I get there on Friday, fifteen minutes before noon. I get a call from Kaja that she’s running about fifteen minutes late. No worries. Then she calls again and tells me she’s arrived and is looking for me. I get up from my table and walk to the hostess stand. I tell her where I am and I don’t see her.

“Do they have more than one location?”

“Yes. I’m at the one at 18th and JFK.” (I texted her this exact location the other day)

“Oh. The UBER driver took me to the wrong one. Is it within walking distance or should I cab it?”

“Take a taxi. It’ll take too long to walk here.”

“I pride myself on being punctual. I’m so sorry I’m late.”

“No worries, Kaja. Just get here safely.”

Ten minutes go by and she arrives. It feels like a long time since I’d last seen her. She’s as beautiful as ever. Those luminous blue eyes still dazzle me. She hugs me and we take our seats at my table. We’ve got time and we’re going to be here for the next two and a half hours. I tell her all the stuff I’m doing and we order our food. I of course get my go to chicken tenders and she goes with the mac n cheese with chicken and peppers.

Kaja says that she has to tell me something. But she needs a little courage. She orders a glass of chardonnay. What she’s about to tell me will shake me to my core…

Tune in again tomorrow for the thrilling conclusion!

 

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Dating Rules For Women – Tried & True, Old & New

“When he asks you questions answer them honestly. Keep the conversation informative, but not skeleton in the closet informative.”

The best dating rules for girls have not changed much over the years. There are some that are more modern, however the evolution of the rules has come with changes in society.

Long gone are the days when girls sit by the phone and wait for guys to call them. Back in the day they did that because it was wrong for them to call a guy. The only way they would hear from a guy is if they were home when he called. Today it’s within the dating rules for girls for her to call a guy, however it is not in the rules for her to call him incessantly.

The following is a list of dating rules for girls to follow before, during and after her date. Some may seem outdated, however they’ve been tested over time and have been proved to work like a charm.

Before the Date

  1. Look your best for the date. Taking time for proper grooming is always a good idea. It takes time for a lady to get ready, so plan enough time to shower, do your hair, nails and make-up. When you go out on a date always make sure you do a little extra to show him that you’re excited to be spending the evening with him.
  2. Wear an appropriate outfit on the date.  If you can, find out what you’ll be doing, so that you can pick clothes to match the activity. It’s never fun to show up for a bowling date wearing a skirt and heels. If he wants to keep the activity a surprise, it is appropriate to ask what type of clothes to wear. Make sure your clothing and dress are modest, clean and match.
  3. Be on time. It’s just good old fashioned dating etiquette to be on time. This shows that you respect him and the time that he has for you. It’s been said on many occasion that a woman should keep a man waiting, I don’t think they asked the man who is waiting and waiting what he thinks of that. (I hate lateness and I feel like everybody’s late nowadays. It’s inexcusable based on all of the instant communication we all now possess.)

During the Date

  1. Allow him to be a gentleman. Chivalry is not dead. The right kind of man loves to show his respect for you by opening car doors, holding open doors, helping your coat…etc. It’s a way that they can take care of you. If you’re unsure he’s this type of man, lag behind a little bit to see if he will open the door for you. You will know soon enough and will be able to adjust accordingly.
  2. Be a lady. Men don’t like a girl who’s good at belching, farting, swearing and so forth. Use your good manners with them and they’ll appreciate it.
  3. Be confident. This all starts when you’re getting ready for the date. If you look good, then it’s easier to feel good about yourself. Men love women who exude confidence (not arrogance). Avoid fidgeting, biting your nails, or filing your nails.
  4. Keep the conversation balanced. By this I mean do not control the conversation with things about you. Asking a man questions about his life, job, family, hobbies will show him that you are genuinely interested in him. Look him in the eyes when you’re talking. When he asks you questions answer them honestly. Keep the conversation informative, but not skeleton in the closet informative. (Hate that.)
  5. Avoid the past. One of the worst first date conversations you could have is who you’ve dated, how/why you broke up and the scars you carry. If he asks, you can politely decline answering. Your baggage should stay at home where it belongs, with the skeletons. (This rule goes for both sexes)
  6. Offer to help pay for the date. Politely offer to help pay for dinner, however don’t make a big deal out of it if he says no. Guys should never expect the girl to pay. Also, they know when you’re trying to get out of it by conveniently ‘going to the bathroom’ when the check comes.
  7. Respect yourself. Not every date is the best date ever. There are times when the guy’s not who you thought he was and starts acting inappropriately. Respect yourself enough to say no and end the date. Do not worry about hurting his feelings, worry about keeping yourself safe and happy.
  8. Enjoy the moment. Smile a lot. Life’s too short, so laugh and have fun. Even if you know the relationship with this will go no further than this evening, have a good time. Dating is all about experimenting, so live it up.

After the Date

  1. Show your manners. Thank him for a great time. Again, smile and look him in the eyes so that he knows you are sincere. Let him know if you’re interested in seeing him again.
  2. Give him some time to call you. Don’t expect a call the next day. If it happens that’s great, however if it doesn’t give him a few days. Calling him a few days later to thank him again for a wonderful time is appropriate.
  3. Know when to give up. If he hasn’t called you after a few days, let it go. It’s time to move on. It’s not in the dating rules for girls to sit around waiting for a phone call that won’t come. This only puts you in a bad mood and nobody likes feeling like that. (I’ve experienced this first hand.)

 

Let’s face it ladies, you love the amazing men out there. You love it when we’re interested in you. You love it when we treat you with respect and make you feel like the lady you truly are.

 

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Cherie – Chapter 11 – The Star in my Sky

Cherie has been getting over a cold. Actually it’s worse than that. I got a cold recently and I thought I gave it to her. But she says no. She claims she probably got it from one of the many kids she treats at Children’s Hospital. She’s already gone to the doctor and they put her on a steroid and antibiotics. Me, I have a really robust immune system. The last time I had a cold was in 2012. Like my father used to say: “You’re sick for two days and then you cough for two weeks. Then you’re done.”

I like this one too:

“It’s not the cough that carries you off, it’s the coffin they carry you off in.”Steven Tyler

I super cleaned my bathroom Saturday morning. It really needed it. My daughter thinks it looks great. I told her it will stay that way if we can just keep it that way. I bought all new mats and accessories so the place looks great. Next I’m going to do an overhaul on my bedroom for obvious reasons. Daughter is away on weekends now with her boyfriend. I really want to bring Cherie back to the bat cave. I need to see if the airbags in the headboard of my bed still work. (Kidding!)

Cherie arrived in Philly around 4pm. She got good parking down at 19th & South Street. Parking is always a hassle when she comes into town. I met her and we walked around the city. I think with me being sick and getting over my cold and her in the thick of it, our energy levels were way down.

At least we had our amazing Hammer into Anvil weekend which proves that we’re not only a good match romantically but sexually. (See: Last Monday’s post)

I took her to Devil’s Alley. It’s a good spot at 19th & Chestnut. She told me she likes wings and I told her they have these wings that are fantastic there. Not Buffalo, but a spicy dry rub wing. Whenever my friend from North Carolina comes to visit he always makes me take him there for those wings. I ordered a plate of them and Cherie loved them. We had a couple of sodas and that was it. It’s weird, I never drink or smoke around Cherie. I just don’t even want it. Also, I know in the past I complained about all of these women I was dating and how the wallets never came out. But Cherie is a lovely girl and a cheap date. She never wants anything fancy. She spent more on parking than I did on the wings. We’re just happy to be together.

We went back to her car and fed the meter. Then we headed up to the tanning salon to chill. I told Trish we were going to hang in the space next door. That’s the space where Achilles and I were going to open the spin bike gym. But the owner approved it then sold the building. So it’s still empty. Our collective illness was dragging us down. I ended up just lying on the sofa with Cherie on top of me. She was literally dozing off. I felt bad for her. After and hour or so we left and went back to her car.

We drove out to 23rd and Cherry Street and parked. We cuddled a bit and then she laid her head in my lap and continued to doze off. I was worried about her driving home so I told her we should wrap it up.

Between being sick and working as hard as she does I don’t know how she stays awake half the time. But she’s a strong woman and is making her way. A medical assistant at CHOP and working in a pediatrician’s office AND being a neuroscience major at Temple? That’s a lot. But at least I’m not dating failed actresses who have no idea where their going anymore. Maybe I’m finally growing up myself.

 

 

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