Men Are Such Boobs - Part Deux
While at the security desk again last week....
Me: I need to get a temporary badge today.
Guard #1: OK, no problem.
Guard #2: (comes up from behind me and starts hovering around)
Me: (turning towards him)
Guard #2: What's that?? (pointing to the black, non-descript breast pump case slung on my shoulder)
Me: (looking down and realizing the bottom flap has come open exposing the pump) Oh, oops! Sorry!
Guard #2: Oooooh, I see. It's a radio!
Me: *spitting out my non-existent coffee* Yeah, totally. A radio. You got it.
I can see how he could have been confused. I mean, both breast pumps and old radios have a dial, right? At least he didn't ask me to turn it on!
Me: I need to get a temporary badge today.
Guard #1: OK, no problem.
Guard #2: (comes up from behind me and starts hovering around)
Me: (turning towards him)
Guard #2: What's that?? (pointing to the black, non-descript breast pump case slung on my shoulder)
Me: (looking down and realizing the bottom flap has come open exposing the pump) Oh, oops! Sorry!
Guard #2: Oooooh, I see. It's a radio!
Me: *spitting out my non-existent coffee* Yeah, totally. A radio. You got it.
posted by Cristina @12:00 AM
13 Comments:
BWAHAHAHA That's hilarious.
I had a male coworker complain because he walked into the common kitchen to find me washing the pump attachments and bottle. He did not appreciate, he told my boss, seeing things that made him think about THAT and he'd appreciate it if I used the women's bathroom.
Oh RIGHT, it's MY BAD that you're PERVERT.
LOL
Suffice it to say, nobody asked me to change where I washed my things.
Boy, those security guards are real works of art. :) I miss them, a little.
SNORT! Men only think boobs are just for them, not our children. Morons.
Swooning here, don't know how in a world of brutish dolts, I snagged such a prince.
because if he had, it may have sucked what little bits of tissue that currently reside in his skull directly into its strong vortex, leaving you with no one to let you into the sacred chambers of lactation *ever again*.
so, phew all around.
That is hilarious! Boys.
A radio!
LMAO!
Yeah, that's it-you needed a temporary badge to get into a private room so you could listen to your RADIO. Bwahahahaha!
Got to love those guys!....Maybe you should accidently on purpose, drop some la leche league pamplets on their desk.
Well at least he's not a security guard or anything.
Oh that is TOO funny.
Hey, I bought that same sort of breast pump many, many years ago.
Hubby liked to call it "The Milker 2000."
ha!
He would be so embarrassed if he found out what that really was!
I'd have loved to be a fly on the wall though if he did!
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