My friend, the owner of the company we both worked for, said: “Some people think any bar girl is better than the lady left home with the kids.” Not being married at the time I just thought he looked like an idiot. Now I know he just failed to grow up.

In private, I encourage her to act like she was still the young 35-yr-old she was when we met. (I was 29) In public, neither of us should act like that. I’m pushing 50, and she? Well, you do the math…

Act your age in public. You are setting an example. Whether you know it or not, people are watching.

There is a Hooters at the Landing, but the contest was taking place on the stage in the middle of the Landing, not at the restaurant. Again, did NOT know it was going on.

And for those wondering why I didn’t just leave, it’s because we had already driven downtown from the beaches (those of you who aren’t Jax residents can’t possibly understand how much of a drive that is) and had already been seated and ordered. Also, as I said before, I was perfectly happy enjoying the company of my boyfriend. These women did not ruin my entire night, nor was I just SOOOOOO offended!. I noticed how they were acting, got a little annoyed, maybe rolled my eyes, and then thought to myself, “Hey, I could write a blog post about this.” From there, I went right back to enjoying my dinner with Mike and didn’t give them a second thought until the next day, when I wrote this post. Unlike liberals, my life does not revolve around being offended.

So glad the ladies were able to unwind. Who knows what they have to put up with during the week?

Dancing and drinking IN A BAR sounds like using the space for its intended purpose to me. They chose to dance/you chose to stay. The Dining & Nightlife paragraphs on the Jackson Landing web site you posted seem to encourage this behavior.

If they were single I don’t see a problem with them partying like they’re 20. If they were married I’d hope the girls night out ended with them all leaving together.

Dressing like you’re old and sitting demurely by the wall while the younger generation dances is not growing old gracefully. If I feel like I’m 20 when I’m 50 the world can just turn their head if they don’t want to see me flopping around on the dance floor. And if I want to get plastic surgery to look the way I feel, all the better for those that choose to look.

You ate at Hooter’s? I can understand the stroll on the St Johns, but Hooter’s? Forget the skanky women, the food there (and at all Hooter’s) is skanky.

Barry
Mandarin

P.S. Love the blog. I read you frequently. Keep up the great work. I agree with everything you wrote; I am as old or older than those women you described; they are nothing short of an embarrassment.

“ameridan…..ameridan….where are you….”

Sorry, I’ve been over a KOS getting my daily talking points. Did you know that Booosh=Hitler?

Jack, you have called me a moron, said I speak in a “high nasal pitch”, told me to “bugger off” from a blog that is not even yours, run this thread off topic by bringing in politics, and said I had a dead “bug up my behind”.

But calling me left wing is punching below the belt!

In the future, when I comment here, please assume that I will ignore any comments you direct towards me.