I think I just pissed my pants!
Alright let me just set up this story quickly...but earlier this year my mom and I went to Tommy Bahama out on Las Olas Boulevard to buy a shirt for her then boyfriend. The sales rep was this decent looking guy that made you want to like him until you realized that he is in his early forties and still working in retail so wouldn't be worth much. Well he started to hit on my mom and even went so far as to run out to the restaurant we were eating at next door and give us a card that would entitle us to a 15% discount at a women's clothing store across the street that sells younger looking clothes as my mom stated the Tommy Bahama women's line was too "I'm a rich white Palm Beach socialite vacationing in Martha's Vineyard" for her taste. The guy obviously had a thing for her.
Flash forward to about 2:33 AM on Thursday, December 11, 2003 and Jonathan is checking out his Manhunt.net personals ad (I really don't connect with anyone on there...it's a bit trashy and I just like to see how many friends of mine trick around) when Mr. Tommy Bahama "here's a 15% discount" himself comes up on my screen commenting on my "bod". How creepy and coincidental is that? My mother is going to cry when she finds out the guy wasn't really hitting on her, but he was trying to impress me! Ha ha! p
Flash forward to about 2:33 AM on Thursday, December 11, 2003 and Jonathan is checking out his Manhunt.net personals ad (I really don't connect with anyone on there...it's a bit trashy and I just like to see how many friends of mine trick around) when Mr. Tommy Bahama "here's a 15% discount" himself comes up on my screen commenting on my "bod". How creepy and coincidental is that? My mother is going to cry when she finds out the guy wasn't really hitting on her, but he was trying to impress me! Ha ha! p