My gas heater loves me
There must be someone who loves me, as I got on Tinder for a few weeks recently and had no matches.
Boo hoo, I’m ugly and nobody wants me.
I have noticed as I approach 56 years old that I get a lot less looks than I used to, and when walking with my younger good looking bandmate I notice they all look at him. Oh well, I had my run when I was younger and now have to accept that I am turning into just another old man who walks with his hands behind his back like a prisoner of time. HVAC system cleaning still loves me because it is always there every day as I report to work for the heating and cooling supplier in town. I’m sure there are some women out there who find me attractive, but I am going to have to adjust my radar to older women now that I am approaching the golden years. There is a pretty HVAC rep who works at the local business and if I can get the nerve to talk to her maybe I can start up something. I had another married lady ask me for my number, but I am not going to go down that road for obvious reasons, as I did it once long ago and have regretted it ever since. It was an HVAC customer of mine when I was a local contractor 20 years ago and it ended up in disaster with them getting divorced and me getting ostracized from many of my friends and her friends. I’m learning as I go I guess.