. . with "N" (the nurse). Now she's repeated that she respects me and likes my attitude, so can we be friends?
Another obvious case of "nice guys never get the girl" syndrome here, but I haven't anything to lose at this point so I told her "sure, I don't have a problem with that". That should completely finish off any lingering respect she may have harbored for my manliness.
But, hell, she can join the collection of women who are my "friends", and if it ever comes to that, can join the elite group who has slept in my living room while fighting with their husbands. Nothing new here.
Damn, when's that book going to get here so I can learn to be abusive to women and win thier love instead of their respect?