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Now, I'm thinking, "hmmm, is this just a coincidence? Or was she really checking me out when I bent down to tie my shoe lace?"
Then I would start to notice other little oddites. Everytime I walked into
office to look for a file I would hear all this typing. But as soon as I would turn my back and start looking for a file all typing would stop. And then as soon as I got file and turned around again, typing would suddenly resume.
"Another strange coincidence," I suppose.
When I got my first paycheck from my summer job, I thought, "its time to do a little shopping."
Yeah, I was going pants shopping, tight pants shopping.
I thought, hmmm, how tight can I get pants to fit?"
Then I headed out with my new tight pants. Wow, was I getting smiles.
I thought, "screw gym. The heck with pumping iron. I had it all together in one neat package."
Then school resumed again, and I thought, "hmmmm, I wonder if I can get my marks boosted a bit higher if I have all female teachers?"
So, I went in to see Guidance Counselor, and asked, "could I have all female teachers?"
"Why do you want all female teachers,?" he asked.
I said, "I seem to pay attention better."
He said, "well, I can give you all female teachers, except for Gym Class."
"Great," I said.
I couldn't beleive difference. With all female teachers my marks were soaring. Every once in a while I would drop my pen or something in class and pick it up real slow just for insurance.
What was really weird though, was that I was getting even better at football. It started to feel good just thinking that I was giving girls a thrill. I felt like they weren't cheering for team, but rather they were really cheering for me.
After a while, I kind of even developed a little back field in motion wiggle. The girls were going wild.
I thought, "hey, if you got it, flaunt it."
When I graduated High School, I was hired by a Wall Street Bokerage firm, but I had to take a medical exam before I could start working. I looked out window in Doctors examining room in awe at sky line.
As I marveled at sites, I felt a hand tap on my shoulder. I turned my head to see a Nurse standing there.
She said, "I have to take your temperature."
As she held therometer in her hand I opened my mouth expecting her to slip it in.
She smiled and said, "no, this isn't going in your mouth."
I asked, "where else can it go?"
She said, "drop your pants and shorts and find out."
I complied and as I layed down on my stomach, I could feel her stick therometer up my butt.
She started to chat with me and after a long while, I kind of wondered to myself, "why is she taking so long to pull therometer back out of my butt?"
Just then Doctor walked in and asked Nurse, "why are you taking his temperature in this fashion?"
Her face now a bit blushed, she exclaimed. "oh I had some medical questions to ask him, and he couldn't answer them if therometer was in his mouth."
I thought, "hmmm, medical questions. I couldn't remember her asking me any medical questions."
Then I thought, "hmmm, another one of those coincidences."
The Doctor asked, "so whats temperature?"
With that she pulled therometer from my butt at last, and said, "your temperature is perfectly normal. And what department will you be working in?"
This segment was taken from Tiffany Stone. Special thanks goes to Hollywood Journalist and Script Reader Tiffany Stone who has a wonderful blog called Breakfast At Tiffany's.
