Thursday, July 10, 2008

Being A Whore As Usual

This week I have dubbed myself the "Store Whore" at my part time job.

I have yet another "work crush" on yet another "boy" at work..I'm such a skeezer.

There's this guy who works in the store room downstairs and I swear, the first time I saw him, I almost fainted..He's maybe 6'6" and probably weighs around 350 pounds...in a good way..oh, and his skin is like smooth, dark chocolate...yum

He makes my lust worse by wearing really tight shirts like this:



And believe me when I say: He fills out every inch of it...and then some.

My best day was when he was asked to demonstrate some of the training equipment..oh yeah, that was nice...and there I was, being the cougar cheerleader..so, so sad.

But then he opened his mouth to speak and it sounded like:

"duh duh duh..er..um..duh duh duh"

What a turn off...good looking men should just shut up and look fine sometimes.

Don't worry, I informed my husband of my whoreishness and as usual, all he is worried about is if the man can "help out with some of the bills around here"....

Oh, Men.

2 comments:

Jessie said...

Ive been informed that I can have a second husband if the guy promises to take out the trash all the time.

The Lady Who Doesn't Lunch: said...

I never cared much for men who are prettier than me. I like the smart ones who earn a good living.