The Lingerie Salesman
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| I was just being lazy in the house yesterday and wished it wasn't so boring. Just as I was about to hop in the shower, the front doorbell rang, and after hesitating on whether to answer it or not, I finally threw on a robe and headed down the stairs to answer it. As the large door swung open, I was greeted by a pleasant looking young man who must have been in his early twenties who fairly stammered, "A-are you the lady of the house!?!" "Yes, yes," I replied impatiently, "what is it, I'm really in a hurry!?!" | ||
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| I could sense immediately that he was very uncomfortable, and my demeanor softened somewhat as he stumbled on, "Well uh, you see, I represent the Acme Lingerie Company, and we have the finest line of fine lingerie made in America today, and if I could just take a minute of your time I'm sure that it will be time well spent!!!" | ||
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| After giving him another once over I asked gently, "Isn't this really a job for a woman, I mean this is kind of a personal type item you're selling!?!" "That's true," he quickly replied, "but there weren't enough women to fill all the positions available, and since I couldn't find another job of any kind, well, you get the picture!!!"
You already know that I was gonna have fun with this. Join now and read about what I did to this poor young man. |
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