A week or so ago, I was in the collections room, cleaning an artifact when I overheard our curator making a phone call.
“Hey, Tim, it’s Mike. Doin’ good, how 'bout you? Great. Say, what stripper did you use last time? I’m looking for a hot one. One that will take it all off, even in the crevices without me having to pay an arm and a leg.”
I couldn’t help it: I burst into uncontrolled laughter. He came back into the room after he finished his call, and wondered why I kept snickering at him. He finally got it after I asked if he had a bachelor party to attend. Of course, he was looking for a paint stripper, and was asking which brand of heat gun his friend had used.
He brought in the heat gun a couple of days later, and told me it had come with an instructional video. He has a twelve-year old son, and told me that he intended to lable it “Hot Strippers!” and let the boy find it.
Hey, I think you could be sued for misrepresentation.
But to get this thread back on track:
I once worked for a boss with a totally inappropriate sense of humor. When his partner was getting married, he set up a huge scenario:
A client came in with a female ‘associate’. During the meeting with my boss and his partner, my boss and the client feigned a dispute, with my boss storming out of the room, and the client following.
The ‘associate’ of course, was a stripper. after flirting with the partner for a while, when he figured it out (which, given how smart the guy was, took a pretty long time), then everybody in the office was invited in to have a beer and watch the show.
When I walked in to work yesterday morning my officemate was on the phone, talking with her pest control company. She’d seen some dead critters in her house, and wondered if the company needed to come out again. They said that dead is good, it means the poison is still working, but that she should call them if she sees any live critters. I walked in as she was saying, “Ok, if I see any live ones I’ll let you know.”
I thought she said, “Ok, if I see any algorithms I’ll let you know.”
It took a minute for me to be able to explain my sudden burst of laughter.
You just made me remember the only male stripper I’ve seen in real life. A co-worker was getting married and there was a shower for her at work. Someone decided it would be fun (since she was a bit of a goody two shoes) and somewhat humorous to embarass her with a stripper. I think he was dressed like a cop or something. Anyway, as he dances and starts to take his clothes off it becomes apparent that while he’s really cute and has a very nice body it is completely covered, back to front, top to bottom with hair and lots of it. :eek:
The co-worker who was getting married was absolutely mortified and the whole thing was not just inappropriate but really embarassing.
Sounds perfectly believable to me. Why, I went on a kiddie porn site once, just for research purposes, and you’ll never guess what I was accused of!
(Joking. No, really! It was a JOKE!!!)
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One of my dogs has anxiety problems because he was in an abusive home before we got him. I did a search for “submissive urination” and discovered that term has a meaning of which I had previously been innocent.
My husband came into the room. “What are you looking at?” he laughed.
Somehow, my explanation that I was researching canine behavior didn’t fly.
