It's true. Not a teenage boy. Not a Grandpa. A real live man.
Let me recount to you the conversation.
Man- "How are you today"
Me- " Good thank you" as I continue walking.
Man- "Are you in the military?" (I was on the base)
Me- " No, but my husband is"
Man- "That was my next question"
Okay, so you might be thinking I should feel repulsed, sleazed out, a little bashful about this.
I don't. I feel like- ecstatic! I mean, for a man to hit on me, a young man in his twenties, I MUST look AT LEAST 18.
Moving on up. Kaley's official new average age: 18
Woop woop
2 comments:
You won't feel sleazed out or repulsed until after you have your first baby. Until then you feel like "WOW, maybe I am desireable!" Or, that's how I felt, if i even clued in that I was being hit on.
haaaahahaha I LOVE it! Welcome to adulthood, Kaley :)
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