Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Sex and Pot Roast

I don’t know if any of you are going to dispute me on this, but it’s my opinion there are large numbers of men who think about sex ALL the time.  You may also be surprised to know, that in my profession, they share this with me. 

Sometimes it is cute, like when the 90 year man suddenly exclaims during an estate planning visit, “How did a woman as beautiful as you ever get to be a lawyer?”  Beats the hell outta me.

More recently, upon being completely taken back by my weight loss, a long term client asked, “Marian Lindquist, why are you still working?  Why aren’t you letting some rich man take care of you?”  He’s rich.  I don’t think he’d be so happy with some rich woman taking care of him.  Maybe he thinks he would.  It probably depends on the care provided.

Most conversations do not rise to the level of one I had recently.  I was consulting with a man who owns numerous businesses, including restaurants.  We were speaking of the businesses when, out of the blue he states, “I bet you don’t even know how to cook a pot roast.”  I found this to be so inappropriate I ignored it and continued the conversation that came before it.

“You don’t know how to make a pot roast, do you?”  He asked again.

“I do know how to make a pot roast.”

“How would you make a pot roast?”  He asked.

“I would put it in the crock pot before I went to work and when I came home I would have pot roast.” 

“That’s cheating.”  He said.

“See how you are?”  I asked him.  “Do you always seek to find fault?”

He ignored me and asked, “Can you imagine you and I walking on the Riverwalk together?”


“No, I cannot.”  And that was the end of that client.

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