Flight attendant approaches. Squats down next to him.
"Are you enjoying your flight so far?"
"Uh, yes. It's been great. Thank you."
"Well, actually...one of the other flight attendants thinks you're cute. She wants to give you her number. Are you available?" She holds out a folded piece of paper.
"Unfortunately not, but thank you."
I MEAN COME ON! Sure, the man's a hunk, but is there nowhere that he's safe? What's next, following him into a public toilet? Shouting at him through the car window at a red light? Writing "Call me" on his colonoscopy lab results?
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| Image by Austrian Airlines via Wikimedia Commons |
Truthfully, I'm happy for him. Someone honked at Francie and I the other day as they drove by us and we were beyond flattered. How wonderful to know that bowl cuts and pregnant bellies aren't off limits for driveby catcalls.
Still, pretty unprofessional, right? Is it? I don't know. Maybe I'm just touchy because I'm sunburnt and have a hangnail.
Let me know what you think!
Marge
2 comments:
Part of me feels for the single ladies trying to meet people outside of Tinder, it can be a real gamble to put yourself out there like that, but the other part of me feels like it certainly shouldn't happen on the job. Either way, he made it clear he was off limits. And you know you scored a real catch!
Tots agree, Pagey. I kind of respect her for it.
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