I've lived in Astoria for 10 years now. Naturally, there are people I've seen in the neighborhood that I recognize... some of them of course are good looking adult men with whom I've had some flirtations.
Well, wouldn't you know, almost every single one of those guys came into the store today and I had to wait on half of them.
Picture me, in a dirty apron, wearing a synthetic cap (I don't do synthetic well) with my hair pulled back in a Board of Health bun and latex gloves.
Yeah. You get the picture.
Not only is this the antidote for hubris, but this is also the antidote for attracting men.