Monday, November 19, 2007

Man Boobs and Underpants

Do I have your attention? So I'm sitting at my desk on Friday and one of my clients comes over to my desk, seeking an opinion about something. He hesitated before he told me what he needed the opinion about. Then he says, "Do you think I have man boobs?". My immediate reaction was laughter, but then I realized how serious he was. My client continued...he was trying to explain to my receptionist and me what his chest looked like. Matt, my receptionist, was desperate to find a picture in a magazine that my client could compare himself to because we both saw what was coming...and then it came. "Ummmm, actually, Matt-could you come in the back with me and look?" The second they rounded the corner into the back room, with Matt shooting a look at me like, "Please stop this from happening.." I lost it. Full on tears of laughter streaming down my face. I was fortunate enough to be asked back into the back today to look at my clients whole body and tell him where he needed more muscle mass. :/ Thankfully he wore one of those skin tight shirts so it wasn't as awkward for me as it was for Matt. But still.....



Second story from this weekend:

I worked at Banana on Friday in the mens department. An Englishman came in and asked me to stand by while he tried on the stuff that we had picked out for him...because he needed my opinion. He left his door about a foot open as he started to try things on. I thought this was a bit odd, but figured they just did it differently in England. ? I was folding a stack of clothes right outside the entrance to the fitting rooms and before I knew it he was standing in front of me in his underpants telling me he didn't want the jeans afterall, but would give the shirts a try. He talked to me much longer than was comfortable and finally excused himself back to his room because "he was in his underpants and needed to get back to the room before customers came back". Ummm, hello? I'm back here!? Maybe in his mind he was thinking "doctor is to naked body as retail sales girl is to man in underpants....it's just part of the profession". I can assure you that it is not. I tried to act natural as if this was an extremely normal occurrence, though. After ripping off his snap up shirt for me moments later, he was done and ready to purchase. Before Friday I could say I'd never been to a strip show, but I feel like that's all changed. Pretty random. Anyone for a trip to England? I'm kidding. ;) He was a bit of a flirt and in retrospect he might have been coming onto me, but I'm pretty naive about that kind of stuff AND he was married. I assumed it was just an English thing.

5 comments:

Jonah said...

Please tell me that wasn't my cousin Rob...

Jonah said...

The man boobs part...not the Englishman...

The Spaulding Zoo said...

I loved both stories -- I was laughing my head off! Your work seems to provide such entertanment!

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Miki said...

I'm up for a trip to Chippendales when you are. :-)