“What the hell is that?” Zan asked.
I was flabbergasted. “You’re kidding, right? That night at McDonalds two years ago
where you shared your philosophy with me. The stuff about moving towards beauty and
away from that which is not beautiful?”
“Oh, right!” said Zan. “I was drunk at the time. I don’t even remember saying that, but it
sounds like something I’d say. I never listen to myself when I drink, I can’t believe you
did.”
“It had a very profound effect on me,” I said. “It’s partly the reason why I’m doing so
good. I’ve got a great job, I feel great, and I’m dating some wonderful girls all because I
followed your advice. I surround myself with positivity and move away from negative
stuff.”
“Good!” smiled Zan. “I’m glad that’s working out for you.”
He then promptly ordered a martini. Sometimes I have to remember that dealing with a
man who is extremely good with women is often like dealing with a woman who’s
extremely good with men. They tend to be very flighty.
“Are you trying to get drunk so you can impart more words of wisdom on me?” I asked.
“Ha, ha! Maybe. What do you want to know?”
“Well, do you still have the six girlfriends?” I asked.
“Nah,” said Zan. “I cut back to two. I’ve actually got four now, but two of them are just
for play. I may go back to six somewhere down the line, but for now I’m happy with the
two main girls I have.”
I shook my head.
“I don’t know how you do it, man,” I said. “I have a hard enough time dealing with just
one woman. I can’t imagine how you can juggle up to six.”
Zan leaned back and sipped his martini. “Yeah, I don’t know how I do it either.”
“Do they ever get jealous of one another?” I asked.
“Nope.”
“Do they ever get upset they have to share you with other girls?”
“Nope.”
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