. . . people who have charisma like lifeguards.
I almost spat RC Cola on the screen, I was laughing so hard. Damn.
This former lifeguard didn't know he had charisma until he got the weirdos coming on to him.
Example: A 300-pound bleached-blonde Jerry-Springer-type woman in a tiny bikini
barely keeping her legal once asked me, "Do you have the time?" (She attempted to sound sweet but only managed to sound like a psycho three-year-old.) Not taking my eyes off my assigned area of the lake, I pointed my chin at her wrist and said, "Oddly enough,
you do." (She was wearing a cheap watch.) Her response? "It . . . it doesn't work." My response? "Then you might need to buy another one."
Second example: "I've seen you teaching my children how to swim. You have such patience. I think you'd make a good father. Would you like to go out for drinks after this?" Me, in cold wet swim trunks and no shirt, and 22 years old (and 150 skinny pounds) to her 45 years (and 160 not-so-skinny pounds): "Thank you for the compliment! I am, as they say,
already taken." Her response? "Well, hmmm. I hope you won't hold this against my kids." My response? "Already forgotten." [big innocent smile] But of course I couldn't help feeling like an object.


:biggrin1:
NCbear (who heard
all manner of approaches from all three genders--male, female, and indeterminate--during the seven summers he was a lifeguard)