Someone the said the other day in our MMM (Monday Morning Meeting) that there was a man drought in Wellington and after doing a quick survey outside the supermarket this evening I’d have to agree (not that I’m in the market for a man, obviously). I really hate doing the nip-in-after-work run to get a loaf of bread and milk (even though I love the fact that it’s possible and enjoy the almost daily fresh bread) so because I wanted to walk all the way home with the Mister tonight instead of parting ways when he goes into the supermarket I waited outside while he went in. And watched everyone coming and going and I have to say, there were really only 2 pretty good looking guys in normal clothes around my age … and I think they might’ve been together. Hard to say what was ‘wrong’ with everyone else, sneakers with suits, strange hats, odd geek-style walking with trousers swinging above their ankles, too small coats buttoned up to their necks with a straining button popped open in the middle, day-dreaming iPodders and I have to say a fair few mumbling to themselves! The Mister is so lovely and normal.
P.S. the Mister said I’m such an elitist.
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I couldn’t agree more. The man drought is very depressing. Fingers crossed the outlook in Sydney is better.
Oooo yes – good luck to you. I await news 😉
Every one of those you dismissed could be diamond in the rough that with a bit of TLC could be gentrified into something acceptable. Sound familiar? 😀
The question about whether or not they need to be gentrified is another thing altogether…
Indeed it does sound familiar – according to someone I know, the poor old Mister has in fact been "classed up". Perhaps I should stand outside the supermarket and see if any of them have potential!
The Mister was indeed classed up. Just as the Missus has had her impact on me.
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