Flushing, Bayside and Jackson Heights
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I parked on the south side of 40th Road, in the closest metered parking space before the T intersection with Main Street. Smack in the hub of the ladies’ pickup stroll under the scaffolding.
As “luck” would have it, I was escorting my SO to our business meeting in that area.
The ladies saw me, and being with my SO, I could not speak “no” or even use obvious hand gestures to wave them off, as they know me, and were targeting me.
I had to use a very un-exaggerated, subtle negative head shake and intense eyes like a laser force field to indicate “Danger, Will Robinson, Danger; stay away.”
They watched me walk away with my SO. (This is a reoccurring theme for me, running into providers with my SO. Sometimes, I actually stop breathing for a while until I can swim to safer waters)
Anyway, in the midst of this incident, my insidious monger-mentality, still found the wherewithal, while not breathing, to take a headcount of at least 7 and notice a beautiful redhead and locked eyes with a young petite with gorgeous eyes, which I had to turn my back on and take care of business.
In my younger days, I probably would have engaged in the business meeting, slipped out for a few minutes on a ploy to use the restroom and buy a sandwich and coffee, and ran upstairs for a quickie, before returning to official business.
Alas, I don’t sprint like I used to, and find myself able to hold my horses, be prudent, and wait for a day when I am not escorting my lovely SO.
But, what a spectacular missed opportunity, with the best parking spot possible, and a delicious assortment of ladies with fresh faces and lively gaits.
As “luck” would have it, I was escorting my SO to our business meeting in that area.
The ladies saw me, and being with my SO, I could not speak “no” or even use obvious hand gestures to wave them off, as they know me, and were targeting me.
I had to use a very un-exaggerated, subtle negative head shake and intense eyes like a laser force field to indicate “Danger, Will Robinson, Danger; stay away.”
They watched me walk away with my SO. (This is a reoccurring theme for me, running into providers with my SO. Sometimes, I actually stop breathing for a while until I can swim to safer waters)
Anyway, in the midst of this incident, my insidious monger-mentality, still found the wherewithal, while not breathing, to take a headcount of at least 7 and notice a beautiful redhead and locked eyes with a young petite with gorgeous eyes, which I had to turn my back on and take care of business.
In my younger days, I probably would have engaged in the business meeting, slipped out for a few minutes on a ploy to use the restroom and buy a sandwich and coffee, and ran upstairs for a quickie, before returning to official business.
Alas, I don’t sprint like I used to, and find myself able to hold my horses, be prudent, and wait for a day when I am not escorting my lovely SO.
But, what a spectacular missed opportunity, with the best parking spot possible, and a delicious assortment of ladies with fresh faces and lively gaits.
Not a man. (not that there’s anything wrong with it)
Cold, and my “FSO” (Female Significant Other) {add that one to the list} moved on, while I walked west down 40th Road to purchase metered street parking time, and place the payment voucher in the driver’s side window.
So, we had time to be seen together, driving up to and alighting from vehicle, and time apart, when we went our separate ways before reuniting.
Because of my close proximity to the epicenter of activity, and, being a familiar face, my actions were closely scrutinized by the regulars, who kept me under astute observation, believing me to be there for a kindred purpose.
Cold, and my “FSO” (Female Significant Other) {add that one to the list} moved on, while I walked west down 40th Road to purchase metered street parking time, and place the payment voucher in the driver’s side window.
So, we had time to be seen together, driving up to and alighting from vehicle, and time apart, when we went our separate ways before reuniting.
Because of my close proximity to the epicenter of activity, and, being a familiar face, my actions were closely scrutinized by the regulars, who kept me under astute observation, believing me to be there for a kindred purpose.
I never heard it put that way.
The way I heard it was: you don't eat where you shit.
Which of course means that you keep things separate. You shit in the bathroom, you eat in the kitchen.
I was walking with a buddy of mine (ex-UG'er) couple months ago thru Flushing. When we were walking down Main St by 40th rd every couple of feet one of the girls would come up to me, hook her arm with mine to walk along side me and ask me if I was glad to see her.
* see PS at end of this post.
He got a chuckle out of it and all I could think of was I was so glad my SO wasn't there.
So @mugi why in the world would you park on 40th rd? Besides the fact that the road is always jammed up as only a couple of cars can exit onto Main at a time (few pedestrians obey the DONT WALK sign at 40th and Main so you almost have to run them over to get out of 40th) ?
Plus I do not ever recall seeing empty parking spots there and you won't know that there are spots or not until you get there.
May I suggest that you park 2 blocks away in SKYVIEW parking garage (3 bucks for 3 hours) and you can figure out a way to get to your business meeting w/o bumping onto the other ladies while you FSO was there.
PS reminds me of the Mae West joke where she met up with male friend of hers "Is that a pistol in your pocket or are you just glad to see me"
The way I heard it was: you don't eat where you shit.
Which of course means that you keep things separate. You shit in the bathroom, you eat in the kitchen.
I was walking with a buddy of mine (ex-UG'er) couple months ago thru Flushing. When we were walking down Main St by 40th rd every couple of feet one of the girls would come up to me, hook her arm with mine to walk along side me and ask me if I was glad to see her.
* see PS at end of this post.
He got a chuckle out of it and all I could think of was I was so glad my SO wasn't there.
So @mugi why in the world would you park on 40th rd? Besides the fact that the road is always jammed up as only a couple of cars can exit onto Main at a time (few pedestrians obey the DONT WALK sign at 40th and Main so you almost have to run them over to get out of 40th) ?
Plus I do not ever recall seeing empty parking spots there and you won't know that there are spots or not until you get there.
May I suggest that you park 2 blocks away in SKYVIEW parking garage (3 bucks for 3 hours) and you can figure out a way to get to your business meeting w/o bumping onto the other ladies while you FSO was there.
PS reminds me of the Mae West joke where she met up with male friend of hers "Is that a pistol in your pocket or are you just glad to see me"
Frankly speaking, the meeting was on 40th Road. There are many businesses on the north side of the street. And, I was at least going to drop my “FSO” right in front of the building, because why make her walk against cold and inclement weather, while carrying items.
And, a spot was open on the south side of 40th Road, near Main Street. Too convenient to pass up.
(In the past, I have parked countless times on 40th Road, coming from College Point and making a right onto Roosevelt and hanging a right onto 40th Road. You now have a choice of, I believe, one or two hour parking. Two hours is $6.00, I believe.)
And, in all candor, why should I be afraid? I fear LE, certainly. I fear many other things. But, running into a working girl on the street with my “FSO” is not a major fear. Because, even coming face to face, with a working girl, with my “FSO,” she is not going to deliberately blow my cover and try to expose me, unless I ill-treated her in the past, which I never do. I usually end each session giving them a short massage, and affirming their beauty and nicely tipping.
If she does make a move to walk arm-in-arm, unwittingly, soon she would realize that I am accompanied by my “FSO,” and I would pull away like the whole drama is a case of mistaken identity, and brush it off and move on. Surely, the girl will not embarrass herself and act in an unbefitting manner to expose her identity.
I have actually sat on a bus for close to an hour, in another venue, with my “FSO” to my immediate right, and my working girl to my immediate left. That was nerve wracking, but the girl was cool.
On another occasion, on a bus in a distant city, a girl was not so discreet. She was giggling and chatty, too loud, and too close for comfort. I was scared. It was like karma
smearing shit all over my face.
And, a spot was open on the south side of 40th Road, near Main Street. Too convenient to pass up.
(In the past, I have parked countless times on 40th Road, coming from College Point and making a right onto Roosevelt and hanging a right onto 40th Road. You now have a choice of, I believe, one or two hour parking. Two hours is $6.00, I believe.)
And, in all candor, why should I be afraid? I fear LE, certainly. I fear many other things. But, running into a working girl on the street with my “FSO” is not a major fear. Because, even coming face to face, with a working girl, with my “FSO,” she is not going to deliberately blow my cover and try to expose me, unless I ill-treated her in the past, which I never do. I usually end each session giving them a short massage, and affirming their beauty and nicely tipping.
If she does make a move to walk arm-in-arm, unwittingly, soon she would realize that I am accompanied by my “FSO,” and I would pull away like the whole drama is a case of mistaken identity, and brush it off and move on. Surely, the girl will not embarrass herself and act in an unbefitting manner to expose her identity.
I have actually sat on a bus for close to an hour, in another venue, with my “FSO” to my immediate right, and my working girl to my immediate left. That was nerve wracking, but the girl was cool.
On another occasion, on a bus in a distant city, a girl was not so discreet. She was giggling and chatty, too loud, and too close for comfort. I was scared. It was like karma
smearing shit all over my face.
I like the SKYVIEW parking as there are marked (as in with lines) parking spots and thus no chance of some idiot parking 6" in front of you and another pulling in 6" behind you locking you into the spot until one of them returns to pull out (it has happened to me once).
Plus I like to spend the $3 I save (skyview is $3/3hours) toward some yellow dragon fruit I pick up from one of the stands on Main ST.
Plus I've seen people squeezinfg into a spot by moving back and forth banging into the front and rear of the neighboring cars. Again doesn't happen in Skyview.
Plus I like to spend the $3 I save (skyview is $3/3hours) toward some yellow dragon fruit I pick up from one of the stands on Main ST.
Plus I've seen people squeezinfg into a spot by moving back and forth banging into the front and rear of the neighboring cars. Again doesn't happen in Skyview.
All this talk about 40th Rd got me curious to where exactly it is. Looking at a map of Flushing I see it's only a few blocks from Naydu's original Sanford location.
All those times I went there I very rarely had trouble finding parking on CPB, usually within a block or two of the place. One exception was a Saturday I wound up in the Home Depot lot. But then again this was easily 10 years ago, at least. Maybe @trigeek remembers exactly when they moved out of there for good.
All those times I went there I very rarely had trouble finding parking on CPB, usually within a block or two of the place. One exception was a Saturday I wound up in the Home Depot lot. But then again this was easily 10 years ago, at least. Maybe @trigeek remembers exactly when they moved out of there for good.
Be advised over the last couple of (precovid) years I have seen cars being towed out of the HD lot. One time it was a Benz and the (obvious) owner was pleading with tow truck guy not to tow it and the tow truck guy just said "you left the lot with your car parked here".
Consider that I'm only in the lot a couple of minutes while I'm walking thru it and I've seen this happen a couple of times.
Iv'e posted in this thread other places to park
Consider that I'm only in the lot a couple of minutes while I'm walking thru it and I've seen this happen a couple of times.
Iv'e posted in this thread other places to park
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