A LinkedIn pal invited me to her ultra conservative book club and I was thrilled to attend.
I read the book selection, The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks, by Rebecca Skloot, as thoroughly as I could.
But I wasn't invited to the book club to discuss Immortal Life, I was invited to talk about my life with B.O.B., you know, my Battery Operated Boyfriend that I've been dating exclusively for some time now.
One of the silver-haired club members, let's call her Mary, caught a glimpse of me discussing B.O.B. on television, and she wanted to know more about him.
When I entered the room, Mary greeted me with: "B.O.B. does everything a fellow can do?"
"Yes, he does, without fishing for compliments afterward," I quipped.
Despite her pearls, coiffed silver hair, and rouge, Mary was a real cut-to-the-chase kinda gal.
"How did the two of you "meet?" Was your real fellow a terrible lover?"
I removed my coat, introduced myself to the group, and then shamefully explained that the PlayStation stole my lover.
I explained that, years ago, my ex bought a PlayStation game and our love life took a hit. Our tender moments were replaced by Madden NFL, and whatever else he'd play until the wee hours of the morning.
A turning point in our relationship occurred when I served his favorite dinner in stilettos. Boy did my ego die that day -- my sweetie didn't even hit the pause button.
And that's how I met B.O.B.
I told my coworker of my passionless relationship, and she bought me a toy for my birthday, my Battery Operated Boyfriend.
B.O.B. and I hit it off instantly, and we're still madly in love. Most important, B.O.B. prevents me from crossing the line with those sexy, conniving males.
As a working journalist, B.O.B. comes in handy on those occasions when I must interview handsome men. I can get a great interview, dodge a subject's shameless flirting, and then race home to B.O.B.
And B.O.B is never dull. All that is required is AA batteries and my imagination, and B.O.B. can be anyone that I want him to be, from an international sex symbol to a sexy Facebook friend. Ha! Joy without drama. =0)
I must admit that our union hasn't been without its challenges, however, like, say, my desire to have children in the future.
B.O.B. isn't a perfect travel buddy, either, as TSA workers tend embarrass the hell out of me by interrogating me about B.O.B. Once, a male TSA worker confiscated my brand new B.O.B. because I forgot to remove the tester batteries and B.O.B. vibrated on the conveyor belt. Imagine how small I felt when the agent bellowed: "WHAT IS THAT?!"
These days, I just fork over the extra $25 to check my luggage.
I've found that men tend to hate on B.O.B., and that makes dating difficult for ladies like myself.
My girlfriends have told me their horrendous "Kill B.O.B." stories as their men have threatened to break B.O.B, or hide B.O.B., or throw him out. (At least one Illinois lady allegedly threatened to have her B.O.B. kick a cop's behind!)
It's outrageous that men demand that we toss B.O.B. to the curb when we enter a relationship with them.
I suspect that some men are intimidated by B.O.B. because they don't understand B.O.B.'s role. B.O.B. isn't a man replacement, so to speak, he's just the trusted lover on the side.
Note to sultry singer Raheem DeVaughn: Your dis track about B.O.B. is not cool. A man should embrace a woman's relationship with B.O.B., after all, it's not really cheating if she's cheating with herself, right?
Photo:"1,001 Top-selling Sex Toys from Amazon," by Jim Bumgardner, Flickr Creative Commons license.
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However, it seems to me that it's much more acceptable in society for woman to use 'help,' then it is for men. On the other hand, there seems to be a double-standard of the opposite value when it comes to pornography, with woman being judged harshly for viewing it, while men are not.
I wish everyone would drop all these silly notions and let everyone just work it out between themselves and their partners.
Thank you for your comment. I agree, the couple shouldn't be held hostage by such notions.
Envrio-militant...whoa! LOL.Yes, the book club meeting was quite the event. Thank you for sharing.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YAnyYTjjhJ0
First and foremost, I agree. Secondly, men must be emotionally and passionately engaged to keep our full attention as well. Thank you for your comment. :0)
That's my point, exactly! =0)
You're my hero. Hilarious! Yes, Halo is a homewrecker too.
"sex for sex" and that is it.
OMG. You are hilarious.
:)
B.O.B. is always available even during playoff games.