Woohoo! I'm a Skinny B*

There are definite disadvantages to dating a band dude. Never mind that he plays 7 nights a week, sleeps during the day and travels frequently. Let's talk about groupies. Normally I go see the guys play one night a week. I always go with a group of friends on the weekend and each time I've gone, there has been a core of groupies who hang around. The first night, a woman stormed out when I was dancing with the dude. I didn't see her again until last night. Normally I don't go out on a school night, but the dude asked me to stop in for a set since they were playing at a place not too far from my house and I hadn't seen him in a couple of days. I figured I could stay one set and be home by 10:00 or 11:00. The dude had his usual reaction when I walked in. From the stage in the middle of a song he yells out, "Hey Connie, baby!" He points to an empty chair right up front and unfortunately it was with the groupies. Most of the girls were really friendly and introduced themselves. The one that had stormed out previously was there and looked like she would love to wrap her hands around my throat. I put out my hand and introduced myself to her. She ignored my hand, but said her name was Lisa. Then she turned to the girl next to her and said the two most wonderful words I've heard in a long time. "Skinny B*tch." Now that was funny. The dude yells at men in the audience who don't get up and dance. He's always trying to pair people up. He's quite the romantic. lol Anyway, he yells out at one guy in the back to pick a woman to dance with and points to several of the women in the groupie club. The guy points at me and the dude moves in front of me and yells back, "Anyone except her. You can't have her." Between Cranky Lisa, not wanting to be one of the groupies and feeling like a piece of property, I'm not inclined to go back when I'm not with friends. I'm sticking to weekends from now on. But in the meantime.... I'm a Skinny B. Connie

Does the band dude have a name? Cuz if he does, he's wearin' his heart on his sleeve for you...sounds like romance is in the air! I'm on pins and needles with this one, keep providing updates please! Have a great day, sweetie, you skinny B you...Reenie

Reenie, The dude does have a name. It's unique enough that if I posted it, this board would probably come up in a search along with his website. Now I normally wouldn't mind that except that I've gotten sick of people at work insinuating themselves in my life. I work with compuer geeks who surf the net for a living. Several months ago, I posted something about a co-worker and she found it on this board. Since then, I've decided to leave most names off of my posts. I don't know if I posted that there was a guy at work with a crush on me who is pretty obnoxious about it. He now works for me. The Dude is pretty well known in the area and can be a little crazy on stage. This is funny because he's actually pretty shy and reserved when he's not on stage. Doesn't smoke or drink and just fired his drummer for smoking pot. It took him three dates to give me a peck on the lips. Anyway, the guy at work would not be above making a big deal of me dating the Dude and exagerrating cir****tances. I hate busybodies. So from this point out - I'll just call him Dude. Hugs, Connie

doesn't sound like i would want to be there on a school nite either! and you know-being a b is so wonderful babe in total control of herself!!!!! you skinny b!! i love it!!!!

Margo, I'm wearing my B like a badge of honor. I've certainly been called a fat B before and that hurt. Being a skinny B is a milestone. If that poor girl only knew. The funny part is that she's a little smaller than I was pre-surgery. Had I still been heavy, I'm sure she wouldn't have called me a fat B. I still find the whole thing ironically funny. Connie B

Connie, Congratulations on getting called a Skinny B, it's so much better than being called a Fat B. I once had a groupie experience. I dated a fraternity boy in college, almost all four years. I had met him over the summer between high school and freshman year. He was going into his junior year. At the first part of the fall semester, a girl showed up, and apparently they must have been messing around the previous spring, because she was pissed when I showed up as his girlfriend. He tried to calm her down and stay friends with her but she was throwing a fit. Meanwhile, I was getting upset that he was even bothering, so I consoled myself by drinking too much. Anyway, at the end of the night, he and I were on the fraternity house balcony, and I was so drunk I was partially blacked out. I puked over the balcony rail, and wouldn't you know, it was just as she was walking out the front door? I puked right on her. I think it was God's will because I couldn't even see at the time, forget about aim. Anyway, that was the best example of me not being able to handle groupie situations. I had to institute a personal rule against Bs: No Bouncers, No Bartenders, and No Bandmembers, because every night they get accosted by drunk women left in the bar at closing that throw themselves on those guys, and I know I'm not secure enough in myself or in my ability to trust men for me to be ok with it. I would get jealous and ruin the relationship. I wish you all the best with this dude. You're more mature than I am so I'm sure you'll be able to handle it. Just please be careful. Take care, Skinny. Jen

Jen, I doubt that I'm more mature - just older. I've never been a jealous person and have always had the philosophy that I don't own anyone and everyone makes their own decisions about how they conduct themselves. I've never dated anyone who I thought would be a player or cheater and I don't know of anyone who has ever cheated on me. Doing investigations for years made me a pretty good judge of character and I trust myself to make wise decisions about the people I hang out with. I'm not foolish enough to think that hormones can't kick in and chemistry take the place of common sense, but you run that risk with anyone. Having said that....It is annoying watching these women go up and rub against Dude. I have to give him credit for spinning and turning away. I've seen him physically push women off. Now I don't know that he avoids these women when I'm not there, but his bass player who's been with him 5 years told me the other night that he's never seen Dude pay as much attention to a woman as he does me. I really don't know what to make of all this. I've been in plenty of bands and dated several musicians along the way, but never the front man so have not dealt with this stuff before. I'm not a fan of drama and have some serious reservations about this whole thing. Before it's all over with, I may very well add musicians to smokers, co-workers and married men in the NO DATE category. It may have been divine intervention that caused you to urp on that frat groupie, but I say good for you. It wasn't on purpose and you didn't aim so without personal responsibility, you certainly made your point. lol Thanks for your concern and caring. I'm heeding your words and being very cautious with my heart. Hugs, Miss Skinny B

Ahahahahahahahahah!!!! OOOH I ABSOLUTELY LOVE IT!!!!!! I JUST LOVE IT!!! You Skinny Biotttccc@ YOU!!!! I swear I just let out a loud quick laugh when I read that! That is too funny. I could just picture that woman saying that. You go girl!!! I cant wait till someone calls me a skinny B!!!! And you are a beautiful woman! You go girl!

Hey there S.B.!!!! I'm not crazy about the "B" part of the name, but the "S" portion is rather pleasant!!! It sounds to me like the Dude has rather good taste in ladies!! I'm rootin for ya big time!!!! Mike

I LOVED this post!!!! It seems like everyone has such a much more fun and interesting life than I do! I"m not complaining in the least I love my life and I have to say that reading these posts I love this site! I would keep the Dude as a Dude name. At this point if you gave him a name it would just ruin the whole thought and idea of what I have pictured with this guy. To me Dude is a tall dark man with long curly hair (clean slightly thinning on top) with a touch of gray in the sides that matches the touch of gray in his beard. He is a tanned hard working muscular man with broad shoulders wears his jeans well. Has a voice that can melt an ice berg and eyes that you can get lost in. Drives a truck with a hemi and has a big old hunting dog right up front. Now if it was me interested in him he'd be singing country! So please don't ruin my image of him never tell us his name! I do hope you see I"m teasing. But I do enjoy all the storys. This dating thing is such fun. It also reminds me of the "dating dance" that my boyfriend & I did. Good luck & god bless and please keep those storys coming! Pam