A woman who shall be nameless for reasons that will soon become clear, but who isn’t me or related to me, was having difficulty with a male/female relationship.
She and the other women in the room were enumerating various difficult relationships they’d had over the years, and the nameless woman summed up the gist of her history:
Men are trash — unfortunately, I like to dumpster dive.
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A WRITING PROMPT FROM ME TO YOU: A dumpster.
MA
acflory
July 6, 2022 at 8:25pmAs a divorced lady, I have to say that I have terrible taste in men, so now I just ogle the ‘bad boyz’ from afar. 😀
Marian Allen
July 7, 2022 at 10:10amOh, Meeks, one swallow does not a summer make. But I only want to associate with the “bad boyz” on TV and in movies. They make me kind of queasy in print, though.
acflory
July 7, 2022 at 8:27pmlmao – I wonder if we’re somehow hardwired to view dangerous boyz as somehow more interesting? Bet it harks back to our cave woman days. 😉
Marian Allen
July 8, 2022 at 9:00amI think it’s the universal “If I met Frankenstein’s monster, he would be my friend” syndrome.
acflory
July 8, 2022 at 8:49pmLMAO! Thanks for giving me my first laugh of the day. 😀 And yes, that’s exactly what it is.
Alicia Butcher Ehrhardt
July 6, 2022 at 12:48pmSuch men are not necessarily keepers, but they do have a strange fascination.
Marian Allen
July 7, 2022 at 10:09amI tend toward the cautious side. If I see a man (or, indeed, a woman, a dog, a cat, or a fish) that seems untrustworthy and/or dangerous, I run fast and run far.
Dan Antion
July 6, 2022 at 7:02amHa! At least she knows herself.