So, I’m at Macys…big shoe sale. Lookin for some rocker boots to wear on stage. This sweet, little Asian lady, who’s about 60 brings me a pair to try on. I get em on, walk around like a normal person. And then, start the tests to see if they’ll move with me on stage. So, I’m bending and on the floor and getting a little grindy making sure the ankles flex. And my little sales woman puts her hand over her eyes and diverts her head. Now I suppose I coulda said “no, no…I’m not a stripper.” But did I….?
heehehehe,
Jenn
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