Your Place or Mine?

Speaking of always being prepared, M.O.M.’s phenomenal repartee has always been an endless source for amusing stories and recollections.  Even as an adult, I love sitting with her and hearing her stories of the past.  Make no mistake though, as you read earlier, her quick wit is never limited to only conversations.

Some women work all their lives to obtain the kind of beauty that M.O.M. just seems to naturally possess.  You might think this would be a blessing, but in some cases, well, let’s just say it creates excellent opportunities for Experiments in Devious Conducts of Humor.

M.O.M. worked at the local Holiday Inn as a hostess when she was in her twenties.  Of course, she was highly appealing with her keen eye for style, natural beauty, grace, and poise.  This at times created some awkward situations, though M.O.M. always seemed to know just exactly how to handle them. 

As many people do, M.O.M. would occasionally meet with some co-workers for a drink or two after work.  One benefit of working at the Holiday Inn back in those days, was the in house bar.  In those days, the Holiday Inn was a fairly snazzy place to have dinner or drinks, so the group of work mates would gather for a drink then decide what the evening’s plans would entail. 

On one memorable occasion, an amorous businessman slid into the empty seat next to M.O.M. at the bar, and in one of the lamest come-ons of all time, handed her his room key, winked, and walked away.*

If M.O.M. was shocked, she didn’t show it.  She simply tucked the key into her hand bag, finished her drink, then moved on to the next destination with her friends.  They arrived at another bar called The Sand Castle.  Of course, she attracted attention there as well, and another man approached her full of hope, and most likely a few gin and tonics.  He uttered some unmemorable pick up line, and never missing a beat, M.O.M. rewarded his efforts with the businessman’s room key. 
I would have loved to have been a fly on the wall in that room that night.  I half hope the lights were off. 

*Seriously guys?  If that’s all the game you got, you’d be better off playing solo.  In order for a move like that to be effective, you’d have to be John Stamos, George Clooney, or Johnny Depp.  Or as M.O.M. says, you’d have to be George Hamilton, Mel Gibson, or Johnny Depp.