Being Bond
Being Bond
I love those silly conversations with friends. This morning over coffee, I asked my friend what the fascination is with guys and James Bond. The thing is, I rarely have conversations with girlfriends where James Bond is their ideal guy. Yet, I know so many guys for who being James Bond would be the bees knees.
So today I asked my friend, what the fascination is with being James Bond. I have not laughed at an answer this much for quite sometime.
"Well, you get a budget to live a high life, have any girl you want for a night or two, a car with all the gadgets and more, you get to shoot he bad guys and look like a hero, you travel across the world, stay in great hotels, wine and dine on good stuff, the attention of company of beautiful women, the element of danger is exciting. In a nut shell, you can do what you want and get someone else to clean up the mess. Now compare that to a job, coming home to pay bills, have screaming kids, mow the lawn, pay a mortgage, listen to a nagging wife and eating pasta."
My stomach ached from laughter and I just said: No wonder you are still single at 50.
For all you great guys that are not bond, thank you!
I love those silly conversations with friends. This morning over coffee, I asked my friend what the fascination is with guys and James Bond. The thing is, I rarely have conversations with girlfriends where James Bond is their ideal guy. Yet, I know so many guys for who being James Bond would be the bees knees.
So today I asked my friend, what the fascination is with being James Bond. I have not laughed at an answer this much for quite sometime.
"Well, you get a budget to live a high life, have any girl you want for a night or two, a car with all the gadgets and more, you get to shoot he bad guys and look like a hero, you travel across the world, stay in great hotels, wine and dine on good stuff, the attention of company of beautiful women, the element of danger is exciting. In a nut shell, you can do what you want and get someone else to clean up the mess. Now compare that to a job, coming home to pay bills, have screaming kids, mow the lawn, pay a mortgage, listen to a nagging wife and eating pasta."
My stomach ached from laughter and I just said: No wonder you are still single at 50.
For all you great guys that are not bond, thank you!
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