Today has been a good day so far. Hung out with G and played some tennis. I've still got it (:
Well, while we were playing tennis Chaz decided to play too. He knocked one of the balls out and over the fence, and I didn't see where it went. It was near the trees somewhere, and he promised that he would go get it in a little while. So we kept playing.
After a little while this old man comes up to us, tennis ball in hand. He is smiling, "Hey, I think you're a ball short." he said while tossing it over the fence.
I smiled at him, "Thanks."
"No problem, darling." he replied and walked away.
I love old people. They make me smile. I know sometimes it's awkward around them, but in general I love them. Older people are so cool to me.
They always have a story to tell or an opinion about something. I know sometimes they can be bitter, but they can have an attitude or be bitter, but they have a right. I mean, they are old! Give 'em a break people.
Anyways, I also started thinking about how he called me 'darling'.
I think that's the most adorable thing in the world. Old men still know what chivalry is. Holding doors open for us, pulling our chairs out, calling us beautiful and other sweet nicknames instead of sexy and hot.
I wish more people were like that. Respectful and considerate. I don't mean just to women, but just to eachother in general. Guys, be real men not some macho man. It's stupid. I think most girls would rather date a sweet guy rather than scum. Thank you very much.
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