I popped a bag of popcorn before sitting down to read this.
Hey, it beats everything on TV!
Maybe in her mind, "call center" = 900 sex chat line/escort service? Wait, maybe you should hook her up with this one:
Nothing like letting half a second go by to see if the object of your affection has changed his mind.
I'll never look at Starbucks in the same way again. Or at least I won't touch the door handle without rubber gloves.

Me: “Good evening, <my actual company>, how may I help you?”
SC: “Is this a telephone company?”
Me: “.....Yes?”
SC: “You’re not a massage parlour too?”
Me: “…..No”
SC: “Is this a telephone company?”
Me: “.....Yes?”
SC: “You’re not a massage parlour too?”
Me: “…..No”
Me: “Good evening, <company>, how may I help you?”
C: “Hi!”
Me: “Hi.”
C: “Would you like to have sex with me?”
Me: “Not particularly, no.”
C: “Not particularly?! <To background> I ask em and he goes NO?!”
Me: “………”
C: “What about now?”
Me: “No.”
C: “Well, what about now?”
Me: “No.”
C: “Hi!”
Me: “Hi.”
C: “Would you like to have sex with me?”
Me: “Not particularly, no.”
C: “Not particularly?! <To background> I ask em and he goes NO?!”
Me: “………”
C: “What about now?”
Me: “No.”
C: “Well, what about now?”
Me: “No.”
I am sure there are any number of inanimate objects around on the street that lack the ability to refuse your advances. Benches, lamp posts, waste bins, bus stops, possibly a Starbucks. Just try to avoid cars as you’d likely set off an alarm.
Really, you don't sound too picky at this point so just close your eyes, pick something and wrap your legs around it.
Really, you don't sound too picky at this point so just close your eyes, pick something and wrap your legs around it.
Comment