Got a ride home from the Enterprise Rent-A-Car office where I'd just returned the three-cylinders-and-a-hamster-powered Nissan Sentra that got me to Fresno and back this past weekend.
The driver hit on me.
According to most companies' customer service procedures, this is unacceptable. But he thought I was his age (23), so I think I'm gonna let this one slide.
Monday, May 22, 2006
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5 comments:
you aren't 23?
Barry, would you like your payment in fifties, or tens and twenties?
hee hee.
In several years, I've never even had a flirt. sigh. Could it be because I am old enough to be their mother, I wonder. No wait! I am obviously married - that must be it. :)
Yes, Julia! CLEARLY that is the reason. That, or men are simply intimidated by your terrifying beauty.
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