If All Men Were This Honest

I'm not sure what it is about Walmart but 9 times out of 10 I get hit on when I am shopping there. Now I am certainly not trying to blow my own horn (but wouldn't that be something if I could...sorry couldn't resist) because I am not sure what would be better for my ego, getting asked out by no one or getting asked out by these men...most I think aren't the sharpest knives in the drawer and a good percentage of them have a certain stank about them. But tonight was somewhat different. Kids were at a sitters and I had just got done working out so I was in a t-shirt and my capris, freakin cold as shit since apparently I was living in denial that I live in the Midwest.

I was reaching for my wine of choice that happened to be on the top shelf, when this man came up behind me and said " Nice calves". I turned around, proud that all that endless mind numbing running had paid off, to thank him when he continued... "Um and by nice calves I really mean nice breasts."

I laughed so hard that if I wasn't already in a relationship I might just have given him my number. I told him he should always lead with the nice tits comment first.