what a coincidence

i think the goddess of coincidence is not really goddess [or female form]. it is actually male and it is not really fond of bloggers whose nick start with letter 'b'. so as it happened, for a lot of years i didn't have any girlfriends, or even girls for that matter, around. what a coincidence, i thought - virginity coupled with boys college [and thereafter workspace] mixed with elongated work hours. even hookers weren't obliging enough to offer any student discounts. and now when there are hot high-heeled hookers doubling up as models, females in virtually unbuttoned allen solly tight executive shirts with boobs oozing out vying for attention all around, i am married [with pledge for honesty for first 2 years]. i hope this coincidence doesn't last too long.