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It is the beginning of another month and thus time for another installment of the Ohmygod saga to catch up on the previous installments click on the Ohmygod menu up top. As you will recall, I used to be a cycling tour guide in Europe for several years. Some may wonder about the moniker, but the name chose itself really; it is what I uttered repeatedly during just about every interaction with him. We arrived at the hotel shortly after , which meant we had time to meet the new group at dinner.
While there were vestiges from the previous crew Paul, Maggie, and of course Ohmygod , there were also four new clients: the good-looking and seemingly normal Adonis, the odd couple Brad and Angelina, and the attention-seeking Anita. Soon after I ordered, and after a bit of conversation and observation, it became clear that the new additions to the group would potentially be the source of much consternation.
First, there was Adonis. As each would pass our table, his assessment of the unsuspecting female would start slightly below the shoulders and above the navel. As she continued her gait, he would venture a bit further north to the face, and a moment after passing, he would be sure to spin around and appraise her hindquarters.
I thought about addressing his rakish behavior immediately, but no one else at the table seemed to notice or care , and seeing that I just met the guy, I opted for prudence. Next, there was Anita. She carried on a conversation the entire night, apparently with me. It was clear that she did not really care if I responded or not, or even if I acknowledged her speech—she just kept talking. Perhaps the oddest part of it all was that she would continue with her diatribe to the back of my head presumably without even the slightest pause or an attempt to redirect her discourse to another at the table who might be willing to listen.
This caused me to conclude that there was no way that she could possibly be seeking my affection—she was far too in love with herself and she was not looking for any competition. Then there were Brad and Angelina. Oh boy. Angelina had placed the ad, stating that she was looking for a cycling traveling partner.