The Isolated Blurt Thread XXXVII: You're Welcome, Fuckers

When dealing with wank prospective buyers, do you judge them and say “no sale” straight off the bat? Are you that comfortable in not selling that you’d choose pride over money?

Some say to sell to the first buyer.

Most of the men I’ve sold items to have tried to intimidate me. Most men will try to talk to me like I have no idea about what I’m selling. While I maybe a “lowly female”, I’m sure it happens to men all the time. It’s not until they look me in the eyes that I decide whether to sell or not. That’s when they realise I’m not playing around, and that I’ll sell to mostly anyone who is respectable.
 
A young bloke has been staying with us for the last week. I introduced him to Elden Ring on PS5. Showed him part of the new DLC. He beat a dragon and we got the Great Katana. He bonded with our cats.

It was hard saying goodbye to him. Just turned 21. Infantry up in the Northern Territory. He’s been over to Indonesia, through the vines single file, the UK and the US. He tells me about his guns. We had a laugh about how the US boys never take enough water and scab off the Aussie boys.

I waved to him from the gate. He’s a good boy. I told him he’s important and regardless of his repetitive occupation he’s a bloody good man.

Ugh
 
Every time I’m away from home all I can think about is how much I miss my cats. I miss kissing their little heads and telling them how fucking naughty they are and cuddling them until they try to claw my eyes. :heart:
Oh boy, my guy was PISSED off at me when we got back from a week gone. He wouldn't look at me, he would let me get right up to him, then leap away flipping his tail. Normally, he sleeps with me at night, nestled under my arm or tight up against my neck. We've been sleeping like that for years! He wouldn't even lay near me. He was just fine with the wife, he would sleep on her other side, away from me. This went on for two days and he scowled at me every time we looked at each other. I know, I know, cats can't scowl, but he did. Gave me the old "fuck you" face.

Finally, Monday afternoon we made up. He was on the other side of the couch, staring me down, scowling. We made eye contact, I gave him a looooong slow blink and offered him a piece of my chicken sandwich. After that, he jumped over to me, ate the chicken and snuggled right in. Now we're bffs again. I like to think it was our mental connection when we were looking at each other. He understood that I knew why he was pissy and thought I'd suffered long enough... But, let's be honest, it was the chicken and hopes for more chicken in the future.

I don't know though, him and I have been pretty bonded for years. I missed him terribly while we were gone. In fact, he is who I was excited to come home for. Screw the kids, I missed my cat!
 
When dealing with wank prospective buyers, do you judge them and say “no sale” straight off the bat? Are you that comfortable in not selling that you’d choose pride over money?

Some say to sell to the first buyer.

Most of the men I’ve sold items to have tried to intimidate me. Most men will try to talk to me like I have no idea about what I’m selling. While I maybe a “lowly female”, I’m sure it happens to men all the time. It’s not until they look me in the eyes that I decide whether to sell or not. That’s when they realise I’m not playing around, and that I’ll sell to mostly anyone who is respectable.
I set a decent price and refuse to budge. If I wanted to sell it for half of what I'm asking, I would have asked that amount.
 
Oh boy, my guy was PISSED off at me when we got back from a week gone. He wouldn't look at me, he would let me get right up to him, then leap away flipping his tail. Normally, he sleeps with me at night, nestled under my arm or tight up against my neck. We've been sleeping like that for years! He wouldn't even lay near me. He was just fine with the wife, he would sleep on her other side, away from me. This went on for two days and he scowled at me every time we looked at each other. I know, I know, cats can't scowl, but he did. Gave me the old "fuck you" face.

Finally, Monday afternoon we made up. He was on the other side of the couch, staring me down, scowling. We made eye contact, I gave him a looooong slow blink and offered him a piece of my chicken sandwich. After that, he jumped over to me, ate the chicken and snuggled right in. Now we're bffs again. I like to think it was our mental connection when we were looking at each other. He understood that I knew why he was pissy and thought I'd suffered long enough... But, let's be honest, it was the chicken and hopes for more chicken in the future.

I don't know though, him and I have been pretty bonded for years. I missed him terribly while we were gone. In fact, he is who I was excited to come home for. Screw the kids, I missed my cat!

Same thing happened to me and my girl years ago.

We took a long trip, and despite leaving “the boys” well cared for, those fuckers gave us the ass.

For us, it was tuna fish, and all was forgiven.

😑
 
low tonight 77 degrees

*faints*

outside at 8pm the thermo read 92 with 70% humidity.
moving north has its appeal
 
Prostate exam was weird. It wasn't the finger in the butt that made it. It's because I had into get fetal position in front of two people and flash them my ugly asshole and white ass.
 
Might be an evening to enjoy a glass of Cointreau on the patio while the pork butt inches its way towards 200° F.
 
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