| An attack of 'The Mentioner' |
| Monday, August 14, 2006 |
Life as a single woman isn't all laughter and unfettered chocolate eating. It's a scary hike through the jungle of flirting, and well, sometimes being mistaken for flirting - and being rejected, without even putting yourself forward to be rejected (which is just awful really).
Yes, today I suffered an attack of that breed of man known as 'The Mentioner'.
Let me explain:
There is a guy visiting our office to clean the windows, so when he is at my desk window, I say 'oh can you come to my house and do that?' and he replies 'MY WIFE asks me to do it all the time'.
You see, he thinks I'm trying to pick him up, that's why he mentions he has A WIFE. But I'm not trying to pick him up. Really. He was a whole head and a half shorter than me for a start, and well then there's the unattractive humour-deficient personality ... |
| posted by Cleo Twyford @ 3:27 PM |
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