Friday, June 24, 2016

Impediments to Romance regarding Transportation

At Barnes & Noble the other day, I  picked up a book entitled "How to Succeed with Women", by Ron Louis and David Copeland. It had been recommended on the front cover by Leil Lowndes, the attractive woman who wrote, "How to Make Anyone Fall In Love With You".


Amazon says, "Intended for single or divorced men, it delivers specific, detailed advice on how and where to meet women, how to talk to them, how to ask a woman out, how to prepare for a date and keep the conversation flowing. It explains how to be a success romantically, revealing the five keys and five blocks to intimacy that can keep a relationship going or derail it completely."


One chapter I've already read talks about how a man can turn his car into a rolling "seduction chamber".


I think that's kind of funny, when I think back to my friend Buzz Stone, a white guy with a wiry hair who married a woman named Debby, with whom he had a baby named Isaac. Buzz's car was anything but a seduction chamber. Every time he gave me a ride, I had to look around to find a spot on the floor that was sufficiently free of litter to give me space for my feet!


For some reason, Debby must not have minded the untidy appearance of Buzz's car. She was a cute blonde woman.


At least Buzz had a car. It's kind of hard to turn one's car into a seduction chamber, if one's "car" is a Pride Victory 10 mobility scooter that sometimes runs so low on electric power that it barely makes it up the hill from the nearest Starbucks to one's apartment.


I'm not going to be able to turn a WTA paratransit van into a seduction chamber. They will take non-disabled passengers, but only if the disabled passengers inform them in advance that another person will also be on the trip.


When I lived in Chicago, for 19 years, I had a car for less than a year before I completely abandoned it because parking in my neighborhood was way too expensive for me. During that time period, I went virtually everywhere on the Chicago Transit Authority buses and subway trains. Fortunately, they had a pretty decent public transportation system.


When I wanted to visit distant suburban locations, such as the Gurnee Mills shopping outlet store not far from Waukegan, I took the Metra train. Metra trains were far more comfortable than CTA buses and subway trains (known in the local vernacular as "el trains"). Usually, during a long Metra train ride, I took a book I could read while seated on one of their nice, comfortable seats. (Trains had two levels for passengers, and bathrooms for people who needed to relieve themselves.)


El trains and Metra trains were acceptable, for getting to and from work, or for going shopping at Gurnee Mills. But they were hardly "seduction chambers". If a woman lived in a suburban place where no buses traveled, I was out of luck.


The bottom line, for me, is that I will never own my own seduction chamber unless and until I'm able to afford a car of my own. After some of the mechanical problems I've had with cars, I'm smart enough to know that a car might not need to be a high end car like a Ferrari, but it needs to be a new car under warranty, so that one can get it serviced if need be.

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