But at lunch today, at Los Tres, I discovered that I've still got IT. Our waiter, Hector, came up to our table and told me that "chin-strap" chip server-dude likes me. I thought...oh, that guy...the flirt. Called me muy bonita the first time I was in there...and I've heard he's hit on several LPC people. Maybe not hit on them, but its known that he's a flirt. Hector tells us that dude is a little younger than he is...so we ask Hector, how old dude is. Seventeen, Hector said.
SEVENTEEN!!!!!
Holy Shit, that's nearly 9 years younger than me! I felt really old, and laughed to myself thinking...yeah, he wishes he could date me. And then I thought...doesn't he know that's illegal???? So, maybe I don't really have "it"...but I have something, something that attracts all the wrong men. I have idiot radar...if there's an idiot around, I must date him. So, this is my proclaimation, that I may be getting "old", and fatter every day...but I've still got it! [whatever "it" is]

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