Idiots

[woodface]

I am such an idiot. My parents have gone out for a walk and the doorbell rings. I hate opening because I'm still in my pyjamas but I do so anyway. This older guy (50+) is standing there, icky guy, who is selling apples and pears. His first reaction is to gasp as he sees me. I naively assure him it's okay and that he didn't wake me up. He gives me an odd look and then starts explaining he's selling stuff. Then he gasps again and is leering at my pj. Or so I assume, I throw him a funny look, my sis calls tells me we don't need apples so I send him on his way.

It isn't until I close the door that I connect the dots and realise that yes, I'm not wearing my bra and that he probably was staring at my breasts and not my clothes. At which point I want to call him back so I can slam the frakking door in his face. Gah. Why am I so slow to realise these things? Argh, I feel icky.

*looks in suzvoy's direction* Do you think it's something in the air?

Comments

[suzvoy.livejournal.com]

Ewwwwwww! Maybe there is!

[woodface]

*hides*

[livilla.livejournal.com]

*hugs* Poor you, man...

[woodface]

*mutters and snuggles* Idiots. Now if Kara was leering at me like that... *soothes self*

[livilla.livejournal.com]

*pets* If it was Kara, your first thought would have been "SHould I remove my top or bottoms first?"

[woodface]

Nah, my first thought would have been "should I remove her top or bottoms first?"

[livilla.livejournal.com]

Hmm, good point.

Always start from the top.

[meeshy.livejournal.com]

You got recced does that help wash away the memories? (Though, knowing me, you've already seen that post!)

[woodface]

Oooooooooooo! It sure does! And nope, hadn't seen it. Thanks for pointing it out. *beams*

[meeshy.livejournal.com]

I wondered, as they aren't on your friends list :) I only found it via a friend *G*