I met her at a reddit meetup. She told us this amusing story of working downtown. She was outside one of the downtown big corp buildings, on the street side. Leaning against a wall smoking a cigarette on her break.
And this dude pulls up to her in his car. Rolls down the window.
Asks her if she’s working.
To which she replies. “Yeah I’m working”. At which point the conversation moved to her realizing he was asking her if she was a prostitute.
This happened In the middle of the day. A work day.
She’s wearing work clothes. Tool belt. The whole thing.
I have this friend, a lady electrician.
I met her at a reddit meetup. She told us this amusing story of working downtown. She was outside one of the downtown big corp buildings, on the street side. Leaning against a wall smoking a cigarette on her break.
And this dude pulls up to her in his car. Rolls down the window.
Asks her if she’s working.
To which she replies. “Yeah I’m working”. At which point the conversation moved to her realizing he was asking her if she was a prostitute.
This happened In the middle of the day. A work day. She’s wearing work clothes. Tool belt. The whole thing.
And this guy thought she was a “working gal”.
“Hooker electrician lady” kink unlocked
Danger, danger! High voltage!
It’s like the heterosexual village people.
I guess electrician is the new police costume he thought as he rolled down his window.