Bulletin Board of Bad Behavior

So I'm at this corporate do on Friday night and we're all having a swell time on the free ale. I'm in the middle of pretty young women in delightful evening wear. Pissed enough to think myself funny, but not drunk enough to think I'm Cary Grant. (I was wearing a nice suit and it was a beautiful bar that hasn't been fucked with since the 1920's and I am English, so cut me some slack) Anyway, I said to this woman next to me, "Those are the best shoes I'm going to see all year." I wasn't flirting, honest. She had great legs and these great heels that made her look a million dollars. She turned on me and flashed her biggest smile and told me that I was a genius in that I always knew the perfect compliment. After that we got on as famously as a sad old married man and a pretty woman - who works with his wife - can.

I ask the women here on pax: Would you consider it a great compliment if a stranger said sometning nice about your footwear?

Sorry, that should read along the lines of , she works with my wife.

I'm in the middle of pretty young women in delightful evening wear. Pissed enough to think myself funny, but not drunk enough to think I'm Cary Grant. (I was wearing a nice suit and it was a beautiful bar that hasn't been fucked with since the 1920's and I am English, so cut me some slack)

Are you kidding? This is a great story Tommy!!

Well one day I met this really interesting girl at the bus stop. At first I just decided I wasn't going to give in and talk to her even though she had this amazing Marilyn Monroe purse with black and white pictures of Marilyn all over it. But then she broke the ice herself and made some comment first. (it was just her and I at the bus stop of this place I don't normally go, but had to for my job). And then it turned out we had the same bus and for the first time in my entire life I got to talk to someone else who was a Marilyn fan. I've been a Marilyn freak since I was 9 years old but I never got to talk to *anyone* about her really until this girl. Anyway she told me this other kindof interesting hollywood story about how supposedly when Clark Gable died, his wife had him buried next to his ex-wife. Isn't that kindof remarkable?

Well, Tommy you're the one who mentioned Cary Grant, you deserve any drunken rant you get.

from that sad chapter of my life's story, "things i learned about women the hard way": shoes always matter.

you can be drunk like youknowwho but it will be ok if your shoes are in a good condition with not too many scuff marks, but above all no run-down soles. in any case better to be drunk and well-soled than sober and shabby.

whatsit, or better, whosit once said you can wear really cheap and grungy clothes as long as you are healthy of complexion, have a good hair cut and good shoes -- you will still be within the sexy cohort. to paraphrase captain haddock, women never shake the hand that treads on the basics of style. and yes tommy, you got it right: to compliment a lady on her shoes is the easiest nicest and most unflirting way to flirt.

...and it's non-threatening, because she might think you're gay for noticing her shoes and commenting on them instead of her hooters.

I hope she didn't think I was gay. I was there with Mrs Tommy. Actually, it was funny to be the corporate wife. I had power by association. I was introduced to a few significant others as, " the husband of my boss."

I guess I forgot to log in.

lol no I would think it's a nice that someone noticed my shoes ...