The Goddess Speaks
Shopping gives rise to desire for men
My visits to several shops recently have given me a solid indication that I like men. I like the clothes they wear, the sports they play, the cologne they splash on, generally it's the whole male essence thing that I get pleasure from.
Last week I found myself in Cycle Sports Hawaii buying a lock for my son's mo-ped. When I pulled my station wagon up to the storefront to park, I felt very momish and out of place. While I loved to be a passenger on a bike, I had never been into a "biker" store.
Displayed in the window were motorcycles for sale. Through the glass, the afternoon sun lit up their gleaming chrome and polished engines. Their vibrant decorative paint beckoned me into the store for a closer look. The leather on the seats appeared soft to the touch and perfect to sit on.
I inquired about the lock for the mo-ped. The male clerk told me to go upstairs, where the guys would help me find what I needed.
The second floor was even more exciting. Colorful helmets for motorcycle riders lined the shelves. Leather outfits hung on hangers hefty enough to support the goods. All kinds of supplies were displayed throughout the brightly lit shop.
Two gentlemen immediately asked how they could help. As I glanced at my surroundings, I told them what I was looking for, noticing that the only other people shopping there were men.
Hum, maybe this is a place I might like to work? Just as I was about to inquire, a woman popped out of the office with a smile on her face. What great timing. I said, "Hey, I bet this would be a great place to work if I wanted to meet men." While she didn't exactly agree, she did say that she enjoyed working there, so my guess is that it was the staff that was fun to be around.
Today, the scent of cologne in the Macy's men's department wafted in my direction, begging me to step in and take a closer look around. I casually strolled toward the fragrance counter. Again I found myself thinking, "Gee, would I like to work here? I know men shop here." I was startled because I hadn't expected the thought to come up again.
Suddenly it morphed into a bunch of other ideas for places I could work and meet lots of men -- I could sell cars, work in a law firm, become a stone mason, book tee times at a golf course, do skydive tandems, teach dancing, become a photo journalist with National Geographic, get a job in a hospital ...
Men were everywhere; what job did I want next?
For now, let it be known I have decided to keep writing. The next large body of men I expect to see will be at the book signing for my No. 1 best seller, at Barnes & Noble, in a line from here to "Tim"-"Buck"-too!
June Dillinger is an Oahu free-lance writer.
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