Whats up, I'm Sean. I'm from Charleston blah, blah, blah. I like long walks on the beach, craft beer, and double shots of Jameson with Ginger ale and no ice.
You know whats crazy? How many single women there are allegedly in this city, but how few know what they want? Forgive me, but sometimes I feel like, maybe everyone should define their expectations, and recognize when they're standing right in front of you. Most likely myself included, whatever-
Charleston guys are not the least to blame though.. I guess if you take a walk downtown on any given night I wouldn't define the majority of us as "most eligible bachelor" material. Some of us are good though. But holy shit, give us a break now and then. You girls walk around so dolled up... what the hell are we supposed to do with all of that? I'm just standing on the street, doin' my thing, having a good time- and you walk by so high up and, I mean- really hot, but what the hell am I supposed to do? Roll up like "Hi... I'm Sean. Uh... wow you're really sexy for a Tuesday night!"
I'm the type who will just hang around. Sometimes I take my guitar downtown and sing The Avett Brothers, or The Lumineer's, and I wait on a cool girl to stop by and listen... and buy me a cookie (which happened the other night. Probably should have gotten her name...eh). Or maybe I should start lifting weights. Or wear a backwards baseball cap with a picture of a bass on it, and put a bad ass gnarly fishing hook on the bill, yeah... Or I could drive a big truck with a 9-foot antenna with a tennis ball on top.
But I probably will never do any of these things. I do lift weights occasionally; but not NEARLY enough to compete with some of the jacked dudes I see on the regular around here, for real- whoa.
I'm just a normal dude. I play guitar and work everyday for the greatest Air Force on the planet, the American one.
Get to know me.