In which I tell of my adventures with a man who is certain I will marry and have children.
This morning I spent with a friend of mine. He is a lovely man with a big family. As such he is keen to tell anyone who will listen (who doesn't already have a family) how wonderful family life can be.
Today we went to meet some people who had done work for him in the past. On the way (and on several occasions before today) he has told me tales of how good looking these young ladies are. This amuses me since I rarely if ever actively 'check out' anyone, at least not to the extent he seems to think I might.
During our visit he introduced me to each of the ladies as and when they turned up. After each one left he would turn to me and say something to the effect of "I told you she was nice bit of totty" or "If I was ten years younger".
Which led me to the most amusing realisation of the morning. All I thought was "Wow, I wish I looked like that!".
Turns out it's quite amusing and a little difficult to sit there and agree politely to these things when in reality I'm thinking something completely different!
No comments:
Post a Comment