OLDER GALS...
I was in Value Village the other day pushing my cart around and I collided with a younger woman pushing her cart.
I said to her, "Sorry about that. I'm looking for my husband and I guess I wasn't paying much attention to where I was going."
The younger woman said, "That's OK. What a coincidence. I'm looking for my husband, too. I can't find him and I'm getting a little desperate.
I said, "Well, maybe we can help each other. What does your husband look like?"
She said, "Well, he is 34 years old, tall, with dark brown hair, big blue eyes, muscular arms & legs & a broad chest, and he's wearing tight jeans, a white shirt and suede jacket. What does your husband look like?"
I said, "Doesn't matter --- let's look for yours."
Most of us older gals are helpful like that.
I was in Value Village the other day pushing my cart around and I collided with a younger woman pushing her cart.
I said to her, "Sorry about that. I'm looking for my husband and I guess I wasn't paying much attention to where I was going."
The younger woman said, "That's OK. What a coincidence. I'm looking for my husband, too. I can't find him and I'm getting a little desperate.
I said, "Well, maybe we can help each other. What does your husband look like?"
She said, "Well, he is 34 years old, tall, with dark brown hair, big blue eyes, muscular arms & legs & a broad chest, and he's wearing tight jeans, a white shirt and suede jacket. What does your husband look like?"
I said, "Doesn't matter --- let's look for yours."
Most of us older gals are helpful like that.
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