OK, I don't know WHAT it is about me, but... Here is the story:
I went to do a much needed shopping tonight--our pantry has been looking like Mother Hubbard's cupboard and we were in desperate need of TP, so I had to go. I went to Wal Mart for cat food, toothpaste, and all of the other non-food essentials, and while I was there I decided to look for a new nightgown for myself. I don't buy 'lingerie,' I buy comfortable nightshirts and that is what I was looking at. All of a sudden, a man in his late twenties called out to me, "Excuse me, but do you know where the stockings are that would go with these?" (He was pointing out the garter belts that he had been looking at.) Without thinking--or maybe I was too shocked to think--I brought him over to the stockings that would 'go with' the garter belts. (I even explained to him that he needed to look for 'stockings' and not for anything that said 'pantyhose.') He then thanked me and proceeded to look for what he wanted. I hurried away as fast as I could. This was another 'don't ask, don't tell.'
Garter Belts and Stockings
