a model from spain approached me in the park, took off his shirt & did 21 push-ups in the dirt for my phone number. he flexed his boobs & kept asking if I liked his abs, if I’d poke his chest. dude was barking up the wroooong tree. even if I wasn’t head over heels for my boyfriend & his devastating good looks, I’m drawn in life to humble egos. the fat hairy film geeks, clumsy people with speech impediments, androgynous artistic souls. he asked me if I like his calvin klein boxer briefs COME ON. baffled, kinda amused & so turned off.