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Tuesday, July 12, 2016
On The Boardwalk (GIRLS)
On The Boardwalk (GIRLS)
previously mentioned, the boardwalks on the Jersey Shore are full of games and
rides.They were super fun for young
boys, until the age of around 13 when interest turned to girls.
was the perfect training ground for learning the boy girl romance dance, though
clearly I never learned many steps.
At the shore
the girls you meet are never from your home town, often not from the same
state.The participants in the dance are
only around for a week or less, and age is not important, everyone lies about
their age. If (when) you make a
fool of yourself, there is no damage, you will never see the person you just embarrassed
yourself with again.
experience was all about posturing.Put
on your best cool duds, primp your hair, slap on way too much “English Leather,”
hang around the rides, and wait.We
waited a lot.The thrill was in the
expectation.Easy anonymous girls
looking for fun…we would find out what those condoms that every boy carried in
his wallet were for.
most of us never got passed the preening.We never thought to actually approach a girl; we expected they would come
to us. I do remember one night when my
friend and I magically “hooked up" with two really cute young ladies (at the
shore, all the girls are really cute.)We chatted for a few minutes but they had to go somewhere with their
parents.We would meet the next night at
the “Tilt-a-whirl” and finally move past the preening stage...the talking and
night my friend and I got dizzy from “Tilt-a-whirl” rides.Cute girls never showed up.Apparently they were practicing their hook up
skills and we were just an experiment.I
think that is as close to a random pick-up as I have ever gotten.
I learned the real art to meeting girls on the boardwalk from my 13 year old son and his best friend.
We rented a
house by a boardwalk.I could watch my own
young son and his friend learn the dance.While others simply preened and waited, these lads did the unexpected…they
actually went up to the girls as they walked by and introduced
themselves.I watched them time after time talking with and walking away with cute young girls.It seems that the young ladies parading the
boardwalk are all hoping for anyone to approach them! Who knew? I believe these young players arranged meetings with several
of the girls they met with their unique method of actually talking.I don’t think any of these meetings ever