» Some days I’d rather be homeless.
Some days I’d rather be homeless.
Posted on May 8th, 2012 in fml, work

i like this job only marginally more than i like being homeless - someecard

I went outside to grab something from my car when some creeper who works a few warehouses down tried to hit on me. He said that he has seen me around and has been meaning to introduce himself, all while staring at my chest! I hadn’t had any coffee yet, and I was not in the mood to be ogled. I told him I needed to get back to work, and he told my chest to come visit him anytime. Ugh. I truly wonder if he felt that went well.

I’m going to file this encounter under ‘reasons I need a new job,’ along with having to buy dental groupons because my work doesn’t provide basic dental insurance.


  1. Min was all like...

    I guess be flattered that you have rockin’ bosoms? Yuck. I don’t understand why men think it’s okay to say things like that.

    May 8th, 2012 | #

  2. mayan was all like...

    seriously, flattery gets you nowhere with me…
    everyone knows i’m partial to assholes 😉 ha!

    May 8th, 2012 | #

  3. Min was all like...

    You should have told him to add to the douchebag jar.

    May 9th, 2012 | #

  4. mayan was all like...

    you know, i thought i smelled lotus berry relax in his hair…

    new girl douchebag jar

    May 9th, 2012 | #

  5. shi was all like...

    “He told your chest”…LOL cuz…LOL =)

    May 13th, 2012 | #

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