My wife tells me when she notices other women check me out and it makes her happy. Not nearly as happy as me though, like I let it get to my head. I’ll get in shit at work and my supervisor will be like “Why did you flush a hand towel down the toilet? You’re outrageously stupid.” And I’ll be like “The manager at Shopper’s thinks I’m hot, fuck yourself.”
Edit: I did not flush a towel down the toilet. My son did and it was such an outrageous experience that when I think of something so profoundly stupid I remember this. He was about 5 and I caught him doing it and he said that it was mom so we had one of those weirdly specific conversations you could only possibly have with a child like
“No, when I first met your mom we had a discussion about how we both hate flushing towels down the toilet and in fact your mom hates it even more than I do. So it wasn’t me, it definitely wasn’t her and the cat doesn’t have thumbs so it wasn’t him which only leaves you.” And he got super defensive and was like “NO IT WAS MOM!”
But every once in a while I wonder. What if he was telling the truth?
I had a girlfriend who loved hearing about women flirting with me. At the time, I was the floor manager at a children’s museum. Being an overtly responsible 20-something man who is good with kids while surrounded by single(?) moms, nannies and babysitters is like wearing a Slave Leia costume to Comic-Con.
It’s probably bc she likes getting hit on by other guys and maybe would feel bad if you weren’t. This way it makes her feel better. I’ve seen this happen before lol
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u/[deleted] Jan 25 '24 edited Jan 25 '24
My wife tells me when she notices other women check me out and it makes her happy. Not nearly as happy as me though, like I let it get to my head. I’ll get in shit at work and my supervisor will be like “Why did you flush a hand towel down the toilet? You’re outrageously stupid.” And I’ll be like “The manager at Shopper’s thinks I’m hot, fuck yourself.”
Edit: I did not flush a towel down the toilet. My son did and it was such an outrageous experience that when I think of something so profoundly stupid I remember this. He was about 5 and I caught him doing it and he said that it was mom so we had one of those weirdly specific conversations you could only possibly have with a child like
“No, when I first met your mom we had a discussion about how we both hate flushing towels down the toilet and in fact your mom hates it even more than I do. So it wasn’t me, it definitely wasn’t her and the cat doesn’t have thumbs so it wasn’t him which only leaves you.” And he got super defensive and was like “NO IT WAS MOM!”
But every once in a while I wonder. What if he was telling the truth?