why I love to work with men

[crankylex]

I work in construction, which means that the term 'sexual harassment' has yet to reach the vocabulary of many of my male co-workers.

Fortunately, I am as filthy as they are, so we have a good time.

In the kitchen this afternoon:

Me (leaning against fridge): He's such a fucking moron.
J (staring): ...
Me: What?
J: You really have one hell of a rack.
Me: I know this.
J: And that purrrrrrrple sweater! Can I...you know, rub up against you?
Me: Uh, no.
J: But I bought you that piece of sweet potato pie! Your favorite! I bought food, now you have to put out. It's like a rule!
Me: You did, didn't you.
J: *pleading look*
Me: *sigh* Okay, make it quick. But from what I hear, that shouldn't be a problem for you.
J: *clutching chest* You are one hard hearted bitch, you know that?

Comments

[crankylex.livejournal.com]

Totally kick-ass. :-)

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[misscontent.livejournal.com]

I guess I'm going to have to hit the Iron Bound, and check it out this week on the way to Trenton, maybe do some Portuguese lunch as well. Besides , the trip will give me a chance to brush up on my quick retorts, around here when you try that, people look at you perplexed and say "uh is that about corn, sheep, or growing hay?, but than again locally brain cells and teeth are in short supply.