Friday, October 3, 2008
At the car wash, Baby.
I took my car to the car wash today to vacuum it out. As I was cleaning the garbage out of the backseat, the guy next to me looks at me and says "Nice car!" I knew he was lying and up to something because I drive a 1999 Dodge Intrepid; not exactly a car known to make men drool with desire. Before I could say anything he says "So, you're from Kentucky?" I reply "no, but my husband is." Then he says "Oh. You're married?" (Ummm...yeah! I just said I had a husband; usually a good tip-off that someone is married!) I answered that I was, in fact, married. Then he looks at me and asks "Happily married?" (Seriously??) I once again answered in the affirmative. The guy says "Oh, okay," and turns back to his car, clearly devastated by the fact that he was rejected by an absolutely beautiful happily married woman.