The funny thing about women is

I was standing at a corner in China town here in Washington DC. Right in front of the entrance of the subway waiting for the bus to Silver Spring Maryland, and two young women walked by. They looked how young women going out on a Friday night usually look.

They dressed for attention and to turn heads as they walked by, so they could pretend not to notice the glares and smiles of the men they passed by. I don’t imagine myself above the influence of the charms of women, but I didn’t watch them for as long as I noticed the other men around me watched them.

The girls were so captivating they succeeded in drawing a large crowd of men to follow them, a group of young men numbering about six or seven followed right behind the women chanting “Hey, you look real nice…hey you beautiful.” Things like that. I didn’t follow the group or even bother to turn my head which would have been required of me to see what happened to women and the crowd of admirers.

I can well imagine what happened, the women feeling the confidence and power of having drawn a whole team of men more than likely laughed and turned them all away. The funny thing about women is, as soon as they realize that they have more than one admirer suddenly they want none.