I hate posers

I absolutely hate them! I detest the verb ‘posing’ and I loathe the noun ‘poser’. These fellows make us all honest, hardworking chaps look bad. I scrounge and save a portion of my salary each month, with the aim of buying a small, Japanese car, a ‘poser’ will get a loan from a bank, buy a Mercedes Benz and then not afford the fuel needed to run the bloody gas guzzler! But what happens when a girl, whom I might be interested in, sees him cruising around on those German wheels? She’ll notice how I always put her on taxi moto’s and think to herself, “maybe I should move up in life!” I hadn’t even actually thought about it until I had a tête-à-tête with a francophone-bilingual girl.