My super powers include my luck in finding parking spaces and my tongue, let me just say that if I direct my power towards you then you need to have a thick skin. A dj I used to work with (Hi, Wolf) mentioned that it was like watching a midget use a mans testicles as a speed bag.
When I worked at Applebee's one of my cooks was extremely attracted to one of our waitresses. She wouldn't give him the time of day and out of the goodness of my heart I helped him, by picking on him. Picking on him brought out her maternal instinct. I would also do some things like suggest a first date (the zoo, they went and she loved it). Occasionally I would pick on her so they could bond over my abuse, once I asked her how many children she had.
HER: One.
ME: Are you sure?
HER: Of course. (A little surprised at my question.)
ME: Well, you are a blonde and you know.
I even went so far as to go a little Cyrano (half way, I had no interest in her) on them. She would ask him questions via text on her day off to get to know him better and I would help him answer them in a romantic way.
HER: What's your favorite sound?
"OUR" RESPONSE: The sound of my children laughing.
I'm rather proud to say that the last time I saw them they were planning their wedding.
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