My Very Own "Ladies Man"

In my last post, I described a few refreshing compliments that I received from friends lately.  I'm so thankful for those kind words sent my way, especially since I'm chopped liver compared to others in my family.  That's right, it's time for me to talk about the real star in the family (as of lately) - my husband Kirk. 



Apparently somehow, Kirk has become the Ladies Man of our downtown Pensacola hotel.  He is the new and improved Fonze of our Marriott.  The hotel staff here is in love with him, I swear.  It's really quite comical.  From the maid, to the maintenance man to the front desk clerk, they each light up when my husband walks into the room. 

I can't blame them really.  Kirk is six feet tall and easy on the eyes.  Lately for his new job he dresses in a collared shirt and wears a tie.  So he's quite handsome and can possess a commanding presence with his broad shoulders. 

Kirk is also very friendly and outgoing.  He will talk to anyone.  He speaks intelligently and warmly but not in a sexual, flirtatious manner (unlike other members in his family).  I can see why people are drawn to him.  After all, I was wooed by him and still am.

Why do I think our hotel staff is smitten with him?  Let's see.....  The maintenance man has walked a half-block just to buy Kirk his favorite beer, Yuengling.  The housekeeper gives us extra towels and trash bags when she sees him.  The front desk clerk called our room to update us on moving to a new room.  When I answered the phone, the attendant asked for Kirk even though she could have relayed the same message to me as she did to him.

Do you want further examples of what I mean?  Here are actual conversations that I've had with the hotel staff that demonstrate their love for my husband:

Exchange in hallway outside our room -

Housekeeper: "Hi sweetie, do you need more towels?"
Me: "Oh yes, please, thank you.  And a few trash bags too if you have them.  Thanks."
I reach in my pocket to tip her five dollars.
Housekeeper: "Sure thing. How's your husband like his job?  He's so sweet.... (I nod)....   Yeah your husband is very nice." 
Me: "Yes he is and I do think he likes his job." 
I hand her the tip.
She continues to talk about Kirk on three other occasions when I've seen her and tipped her.
(I wonder if she's really thinking that she wants to break her off a piece of his KitKat bar when she utters the words, "He's so sweet....") 


Exchange in lobby with maintenance man -
 
Maintenance Man: "Hi there Miss.  How are you today?"
Me: "Great thanks, how are you?"
Maintenance Man: "Good.  Hey, tell your husband I'd like to talk to him.  I have another bottle of moonshine to give him."
Me: "Ummm, Okay..."
(Yes, our maintenance man is slipping his homemade whiskey to my husband.  Do you think I should be worried? )


This is the not the first time I've suspected a grown man in love with my husband either.  Two of his buddies (G and T) seem in awe with him when they come to visit.  Granted, these are married men with children. Although I don't find their infatuation with my husband to be sexual or gay, I do believe they have a bit of a man-crush on him since I literally watch them light up like Christmas trees while talking to Kirk.  These guys tell stories about him and treat Kirk like he is some sort of Greek god.  It's truly amazing (and sickening) to witness.

Kirk has a tendency to attract older women too, although he doesn't like to admit that.  Women of color and of different ethnicities are drawn to him as well.  When we attend weddings, some older "friends of the family," will ask him to dance.  I sit on the sidelines and smile, watching him uncomfortably try to make small talk with these senior citizens.  I tell him he's performing a good deed and should feel proud for filling the dance card of these old ladies.  You know they are just happy to have a young buck like him on their arm.

No hotel staff member has given me more than a quick glance or passed me a compliment like they do my husband.  Still, I try not to feel like sour grapes.  After all, I'm the only recipient of Kirk's real affection.  Every night and every morning he showers me with adoration and compliments.  Therefore, I don't mind sharing his personality with our hotel  "peeps" (as Kirk calls them.  Oh yes, Kirk has "peeps" now.  Please hold your applause).  I also don't mind the admiration he receives from the elderly ladies at weddings or waitresses or whomever.  None of that bothers me since I'm the only one reaping the real rewards of his love.

So Kirk, thank you for choosing me as your #1 "peep."  I love you.  You're definitely my Ladies Man and my Fonze.  ;-)