Apropos of nothing, a man told me today that he thinks I'd look great in handcuffs. Um, thanks guy, but since we aren't screwing, or flirting maybe that's something you should have kept to yourself. Or at least whispered very quietly, seeing as we were in my family friendly shop which was filled with happy little shoppers at the time.
Still its better than the woman who demanded to know how I landed a man as good looking as my husband. Or the one who called me a cog in the corporate wheel. Although I think she wanted me in handcuffs too, just for very different reasons.
FYI, I don't even own handcuffs . . .should I put up a donation jar? I could call it my sexual restraint fund.
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