Sep
15
My day has been ruined and a new mid-life crisis has been prematurely entered. I was stretching my legs while walking at work. Kind of rocking the Frankenstein walk to clear my knees out a little and stretch the hammies. This guy asks why I’m limping and I joked that I was getting old. The reply? “Old? Come on. You’re only, what, mid thirties?” I searched his face for a hint of joking. He wasn’t. I protested his assessment. “Mid-thirties!? Are you kidding?” His response was “32? 31?”
After I get off work I’m buying a box of Just For Men, and scheduling a face lift.
FML
September 15th, 2009 at 1:46 pm
OOUUUCCHHH!
September 15th, 2009 at 1:56 pm
You’re still my handsome hubby no matter what anyone says! love you!
September 16th, 2009 at 10:10 pm
Hey toots how youuuuuuuu doing?
Glad to see you’re getting that face lift, now you can get that award winning smile back and work on more important things like using products such as Tough Acting Tnactin.