Jen: Name of Biznass, this is Jennifer, how can I help you?
Random Perverted Dude: uhhhh....what?
Jen: Name of Biznass, can I help you?
RPD: Yeah, so...wutz ur name?
Jen: Jennifer. Can I help you?
RPD: Yeah. Jennifer. Uh huh. Yeah. I gotta...gotta question fur u.
Barely Silent Rage
RPD: What color panties u wearin?
I swear I'm not even making this up. Seriously. I am by myself at work, sweating like a hog because...well, I'm gross basically and hot all the time, and then this?! AND HE CALLED THEM PANTIES! OH THE HUMANITY!
I'll let you guess my response:
Jen: I have no fucking idea, and I can't check because my pants go up to my chest.*
Jen: I don't wear panties. Gag.
Jen: Hang up.**
*OK, fine. I didn't say this to RPD. But I did say it to Mark after I texted him the story and he asked, "so what color are they?" Pregnancy is sexy.***
***And makes me want to not write blogs, apparently.
One Year Ago: Still Givin, Just Not Right Here
Two Years Ago: Lucky 13