Saturday, July 12, 2008

Melody, You Got it Goin' On

When I got married, I was utterly mortified if some guy hit on me. Of course, when I got married I lived on a Navy base and those guys generally didn't seem to care if I was married or not. I remember thinking, "Don't they realize I'm married?!?!" Then as I had been married for a while, I didn't think much about it if a guy hit on me. I guess it thought they were just being friendly or something of that nature.

I recently worked in Kentucky. Here is an exchange between me and an Indian fellow at a gas station.

Dude: "You live here?"
Me: "No, I'm from Ohio...just here for work."
Dude: "You move to Kentucky?"
Not sure if he was asking me a question, of if it was some weird request...
Me: "Uh, no, I don't think so."
Dude: "Why not move to Kentucky?"
Me: "No, I'm going to stay in Ohio for a while. I just moved there."
Dude: "You move to Kentucky? I am here."
I laughed, gathered my snacky snacks and said,
"Maybe next time." Not that that made any sense, but neither did he.


Kim said...

Well, you have a less-than-secret admirer in Kentucky. Woohoo.

Jill said...

Ha ha ha. You have to love that correct grammar they must have learned in school.

-R said...

I'm not surprised, you hot lady! I remember one time, when Grace was 2 months old, a girlfriend and I were exercise-walking on a sidewalk in Savannah. I'm talking: baby fat, sweats, loose ponytails, no makeup, sweating profusely.

Well, we got honked at! I was pretty happy. -Elizabeth

shannon said...

It's like my Dad always says..."Some's got it and some's don't!" That guy just couldn't help it! ;)