Writer's Block: Say What?
Mar. 6th, 2012 04:59 pm[Error: unknown template qotd]
While working the front desk on a busy Friday night, a slightly inebriated man kept insisting that he knew me from somewhere.
"Well," I replied, "I used to work at McDonald's, perhaps you saw me in the drive-thru?"
No go.
Finally, after a few minutes the man snaps his fingers and goes "I know what it is! You ever work in a porn-o? You're a dead ringer for the girl in that under-aged skin flick I just saw!"
(for the record, the answer was "no.")
While working the front desk on a busy Friday night, a slightly inebriated man kept insisting that he knew me from somewhere.
"Well," I replied, "I used to work at McDonald's, perhaps you saw me in the drive-thru?"
No go.
Finally, after a few minutes the man snaps his fingers and goes "I know what it is! You ever work in a porn-o? You're a dead ringer for the girl in that under-aged skin flick I just saw!"
(for the record, the answer was "no.")