
I stopped to talk to a friend of mine about two weeks ago because I'd heard his wife cuts hair. She does. Instead of just asking for her number, I decided to go into this whole explanation about how the last girl who cut my hair did not cut it evenly. "See how the right side is about an inch longer than the left," I say as I begin fondling my hair - right in front of my nipples.
"Jeannette, I can't hear a word you're saying because you just gave me permission to stare at your boobs."
I guess I did. Woops.
"Just give me the number, Doug."
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Listening to: This American Life - Seemed Like A Good Idea At The Time
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