Cougar needs some glasses


He walked into the French café I was sitting in.

I was brainstorming blog posts while sipping an iced coffee and enjoying an almond cookie.

Marzipan, yum!

He looked to be about 25 years old, and was probably a graduate student from the nearby university.

“Mr. Right”

That’s what his t-shirt said.

I got the BRILLIANT idea to tease/flirt with him.

He sat down at the table across from mine.

Facing me.

“I’ve been waiting for you,” I said when I caught his eye.

“Excuse me?” he asked obviously confused.

“It’s a joke,” I said. “Your shirt. . . Mr. Right. . . ”

He gave me a quizzical look, straightened up in his chair, and stretched his shirt out for me to see.


Not “Mr. Right.”

Cougar needs some glasses.



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