K, this is actually something that happened to an former co-worker of mine at her full time job. She basically is the person you want to talk to if you want to get your criminal record expunged. This woman is VERY well-endowed (yup it matters to the story) and has one or two shirts that while they show no flesh, still show her girls off quit well. She was the only one left in the office at lunch 'cause someone was supposed to be coming in. Then a sterling tattoed example of humanity comes through the door.
CW: Yes how can I help you?
Moron: Yeah I'm here to talk to [co-worker], but with mounds like yours, I'm SURE you can help me. (insert leer here)
I couldn't imagine this looks she must have been giving him while she got him the info he needed (I'd never piss her off, she scares me)
CW: Yes how can I help you?
Moron: Yeah I'm here to talk to [co-worker], but with mounds like yours, I'm SURE you can help me. (insert leer here)
I couldn't imagine this looks she must have been giving him while she got him the info he needed (I'd never piss her off, she scares me)
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