The last time I was embarrassed I was picking up antibiotics from the vet.
The handsome, virile Spanish vet was sat behind the counter with his feet on a desk.
He was rolling medicine containers with a lazy hand
He looked magnificent!
“ I’ve come for some tablets” I squeaked
“Mr Gray!” He smiled and bellowed out in a rich baritone
“It’s nice to be remembered” I simpered
“ Your name is on the bottle” he lisped
I remember when this happened and that was quite some time ago, wasn't it?
ReplyDeleteYou're okay.
Hugs!
He might have really remembered you but was too shy to admit it! xx
ReplyDeleteWe all enjoy a bit of eye candy.
ReplyDeleteOh dear!
ReplyDeleteHahahahaha, we're never too old to revert to awkward teenagers again, are we?
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ReplyDeleteDid this just happen? If not what made you think of it just today? ps Thanks for reminder to order Mo's allergy pills refill.
ReplyDeleteI talked about it with a collegue last night
DeleteYes, I laughed then and I laughed again today remembering it. Sorry it didn’t go further. A Vet would be nice in the family. We had three, my grandfather, my uncle and my cousin. My grandson took me out for breakfast this morning and he spent time asking me about a calendar I have framed from 1929. He never noticed it before but it was one my grandfather gave out to his clients. Almost 100 years old. Grandson was impressed. Gigi
ReplyDeleteFlirt shamelessly I say.
ReplyDeleteBeen here so many fucking times x
ReplyDeleteLee
You are very memorable.
ReplyDeleteoopsie! been there, will be there again I expect, lol
ReplyDeleteMy Monday morning smile.
ReplyDeleteI remember going to an agricultural supplies store in France where the man remembered my name. I hadn't been there for about three years. I was so flattered!
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