I'll admit it. I thought I was hot stuff today. I decided to take a risk and wear a dress that was just a smidge shorter than my normal comfort zone, with shoes just a bit taller than I'd regularly wear on a Tuesday. When I walked out in public today, I saw the head of every male I passed turn in my direction. I did so great with my caloric intake that I didn't feel bad at all about taking the boys out for ice cream. Because, I was clearly hot stuff.
Cut to three hours later when two women show up to buy the Bowflex Dave put on Craigslist....
Skinny, tan, young, fit lady: Oh, how are we going to get that apart to fit it in the car?
Me: No worries. Just a few bolts to undo. Here, I'll start working on it.
Lady: No, no. You shouldn't have to bend over.
Me: Really, it's no problem.
As I'm unscrewing the bolts from her god damn, mother effing Bowflex...
Lady: Wow, it's quiet around here.
Me: Well, I have three boys, so not usually. But one is sleeping, one is watching TV and the other is reading.
Lady: Three boys, huh?
Me: Yep. Three boys.
Lady: Well, hopefully this one's a girl.
Yep. Hot. Stuff.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Posts
5 comments:
LOL, I had someone rub my belly and say oooh, pregnant a few months ago.
She deserves a knife to the neck.
Oh my effing god! I've had that happen, too. And I don't care, you ARE hot stuff!!! If heads were turning, it was at those sexy heels you were wearing!
I make a point to NEVER comment on or ask about a pregnancy unless I hear a woman saying "my water just broke." And before commenting on that, I make sure there is no broken waterglass near her. Just for everyone's safety.
And THAT is the only safe policy to follow.
Post a Comment