Too funny, Irish. Right out of college, I worked for a company that had a nice collection of pretty women in the office. Breaks were at 10:00 and 3:00 and the breakroom was in the center of the shop, so they would all come out of the office and walk over for their coffee/cokes. Customers would be lined up at the parts counter at 10 & 3 to catch the show.
Took a lot of business classes in college and many were up on the 4th floor of a 1906 building. Grand, wide marble staircase connecting first and second floors, with lots of miniskirts coming down the stairs when classes let out. One chick in particular-built like Dolly Parton-must have been a commuter as she always had a shitload of books wrapped around with her arms, barely staying in place because of her big boobs. She never could pay attention to her skirt riding up her waist because she was so worried about dropping her books. Any wonder why lots of guys bolted down the 4 flights of stairs as soon as class was over and could be seen milling around the posts at the bottom of the stairs, looking upward? What a show!
Apparently the oriental looking guy strolling past the gawkers, is gay. He is checking out the guys and not even glancing at the mini skirt. It took about 8 views for me to notice him because the mini skirt is only visable for a couple short seconds.
On a restaurant restoration project downtown, we'd watch the office drones going to lunch. One gal was extremely beautiful and well put together. She wore very fashionable dresses and was well manicured. But she had the worst personality one could have. She cussed out the guys for watching her. She even threatened us with sexual harassment and to call the police.
Five days a week for months. It was me who one won for the guys. I was babysitting a section of freshly poured sidewalk because people kept walking through it. Never mind the barricades, yellow tape, and orange cones.
Anyway, here comes Miss America. As I tried to stop her she bellowed, Don't tell me where I can walk. One step, off comes a high heel, stuck in mud. A second step, another high heel stuck in the mud. She takes three more steps then turns to look at me. She screams, Do you know who I am? I'll sue you!. Then she looks further back to see ten men laughing. Her face turned so red with fury I thought she'd explode. I gently sprayed off her obviously expensive now soggy shoes and handed them to her. She silently strode away. We didn't see her again after that.
Who knew Friday was the name of a woman?
ReplyDeletePresident Elect B Woodman
Friday by Robert Heinlein. She was quite a handful in more than one manner of speaking.
DeleteIf there was a day naked after women….it would be Monday
DeleteSometimes I wonder if the typos are deliberate or not.
DeleteLmfao... THAT, is how men are.
ReplyDeleteAnd I can guarantee, she is hot AF!!!!!
Too funny, Irish. Right out of college, I worked for a company that had a nice collection of pretty women in the office. Breaks were at 10:00 and 3:00 and the breakroom was in the center of the shop, so they would all come out of the office and walk over for their coffee/cokes. Customers would be lined up at the parts counter at 10 & 3 to catch the show.
ReplyDeleteTook a lot of business classes in college and many were up on the 4th floor of a 1906 building. Grand, wide marble staircase connecting first and second floors, with lots of miniskirts coming down the stairs when classes let out. One chick in particular-built like Dolly Parton-must have been a commuter as she always had a shitload of books wrapped around with her arms, barely staying in place because of her big boobs. She never could pay attention to her skirt riding up her waist because she was so worried about dropping her books. Any wonder why lots of guys bolted down the 4 flights of stairs as soon as class was over and could be seen milling around the posts at the bottom of the stairs, looking upward? What a show!
DeleteShe doesn’t know
ReplyDeleteOh she knows :)
Deletewojtek
Sorry, I forgot the sarc tag
Delete...and only Nine or so hours until FFF. pant, pant, pant ;-))) Nemo
ReplyDeleteApparently the oriental looking guy strolling past the gawkers, is gay. He is checking out the guys and not even glancing at the mini skirt. It took about 8 views for me to notice him because the mini skirt is only visable for a couple short seconds.
ReplyDeleteOn a restaurant restoration project downtown, we'd watch the office drones going to lunch. One gal was extremely beautiful and well put together. She wore very fashionable dresses and was well manicured. But she had the worst personality one could have. She cussed out the guys for watching her. She even threatened us with sexual harassment and to call the police.
ReplyDeleteFive days a week for months. It was me who one won for the guys. I was babysitting a section of freshly poured sidewalk because people kept walking through it. Never mind the barricades, yellow tape, and orange cones.
Anyway, here comes Miss America. As I tried to stop her she bellowed, Don't tell me where I can walk. One step, off comes a high heel, stuck in mud. A second step, another high heel stuck in the mud. She takes three more steps then turns to look at me. She screams, Do you know who I am? I'll sue you!. Then she looks further back to see ten men laughing. Her face turned so red with fury I thought she'd explode. I gently sprayed off her obviously expensive now soggy shoes and handed them to her. She silently strode away. We didn't see her again after that.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MgEYkPlP_MQ
ReplyDeleteAs we used to say: POTH.
ReplyDeletehttps://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=baby+got+her+blue+jeans+on+
ReplyDeletehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dZLfasMPOU4
cool one
DeleteYou can tell those guys are not democrats.
ReplyDeletehighlight of the week, dream on fellas
ReplyDelete