Monday, September 24, 2007

Snowbirds

This is the lull before the storm, a period of quiet before the Snowbirds rock into Florida for the winter. It's locals only at the moment, but before long there will be Michiganders doing U-turns all over, and Illinoisans in vast caravanserais of Recreational Vehicles all over I-75.

[Sean Connery in The Hunt for Red October pronounced Recreational Vehicle the best way ever, in that Rrrrrrrussian accent of his, every syllable e nun ci a ted, every R rrrrrrolled.]

The lull means quiet times at Harry's Limousine service. Last night I did my first job in ages, collecting three youngish Chicagoan women from an area airport. While two argued the point about one of their bags still sitting at O'Hare, I got chatting to the third. (BTW, budget airlines mean budget baggage handling. Why don't you understand you get what you pay for?)

After a while, I realized that her half of the conversation was slightly off-centre, as if she wasn't understanding me. I put it down to flight fatigue, until on our way out to the car I saw that she was wearing hearing aids.

Many moons ago I wrote about imperfections in women, and how attractive they are. Whether that is because it makes them appear vulnerable - or the corollary of that, makes men feel protective - I'm not sure. Either way, there was a noticeable warming of my feeling towards her.

Don't get me wrong, it wasn't as if I wanted to chase her romantically, but her minor hearing problem did change my attitude. I even let her smoke in the limo, an indulgence sure to rile Harry.

Sheesh, I'm a soft touch.





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19 comments:

Kelly said...

Oh driver for Harry's... You had warmed my heart. Until I saw the photo.

I love that m'man finds me additionally endearing because of my deficiences/differences.

And now I am more endeared to you. If that could be possible.

Enigma said...

I once went out with a guy who had a problem with his eye, he always wore a patch. I thought it was sexy ..and no, he didn,t have a parrot.

Enigma said...

p s I just realized that sounds like the beggining of a corny joke...

DCchick said...

Are you sure it wasn't just because she was from Chicago???

You know us Midwestern women... always know just the right way to tug at the heart strings.

Bet you didn't even see it coming!

Wombat said...

>Kelly< Ah, my year is now complete. The feeling is mutual you know.

The photo, yes. This is my attempt at sympathizing with someone who has hearing difficulties. What grabbed my attention is that weird contraption invading her right ear, while the professional examines her left ear.

Maybe it's me.

>Enigma< So it works for women too? I like the idea of a patch, it is such a statement. Rather than attempting to hide his eye problem, your man made a feature of it.

That we should all be so non-precious about our shortcomings.

Cool.

Did you ever accidentally refer to him as Pirate Pete?

*snicker*

>Chick< So THAT'S what happened. Here was I thinking it was the woman's (perceived) vulnerability, when really her address attracted me.

D'oh.

TC said...

It's official, Wombat: you've been living with the old folks a little too long if hearing aids attract you these days ;-)

Pretty soon you'll find you like your women nearing 85 with white hair, fake hips and teeth that come out. (Hmm, actually, I guess now that I think about it, that might be a good thing to most men... stratch that last one, huh?)

Enigma said...

He DID dress up as a pirate for a costume party once ,I went as his buxom wench.

Wombat said...

>TC< Strewth, TC, you've got me worried now. I need an intervention to bring me back to the world of the non Q-Tip. Help!

>Enigma< Wench.

I just wanted to say that.

Once more for luck.

Wench.

savannah said...

you make ME feel ever so young, sugar *w*

Enigma said...

Yeah, I like wench, as in :"come here wench" LOL

Wombat said...

>Savannah< That's not me, it's because you are young.

You make me feel better by calling me Sugar. Let's keep this arrangement, there's no downside.

>Enigma< You took the words right out of my mind. 'Wench' always brings to mind corsets, ale, legs of mutton and candles.

Sometimes even I'm embarrassed by my thinking.

Enigma said...

"corsets, ale, legs of mutton and candles".
Aye,aye Captain.

The Exception said...

Oh, now I am lost. I thought that this was about you hiding a "knight in shining armor" somewhere beneath your Floridian skin... but the comments suggest pirate ships, pillage and plunder!

Wombat said...

>Enigma< You make a superlative Wench, no doubt about it.

>EO< Which is why we love commenters on blogs, doncha think? Much more fun being piratical and pillaging (in a 21st century sort of way.)

Plunder on!

M said...

I wondered if anyone else in the world was like this. I'm absolutely the same. I'm a little attracted by lisps in men. There's something about the imperfection that is so endearing. And actually you writing this has made YOU a more endearing person too!

Wombat said...

Why thank you, M.

We might have a soft spot for many similar things, you never know.

Go Cats by the way. Hawthorn next year.

Just a Girl said...

Sweet.

I spent time with some pirates last weekend. I was attracted to the stripped socks and the floggers.

Arrrrr.......

Wombat said...

Sox and floggers.

Mind spinning.

Arrrrrr indeed.

Just a Girl said...

*grin*