the other day at work we had our yearly lecture from the managers on sexual harassment, what to and not to do in the work place. after wich i had an overwehlming urge to go through the "not do" list and perform each vulger and horred thing to nice and unsuspecting coworkers. seeing the shit eating grin on my face those lovly ladies discoverd my evil intent and beat me to it. yes i was harassed and boy did i love it..... it was the best day.
I call the girls at work: muffin, baby, babycakes, honey, honey jar, cupcake, sweetypie, and kumquat. The women I treat with respect cuz they're all old and me flirting with 70+ year olds = gross.
yes, but fortunatly for me the girls i work have grown acustom to my sense of humor and know that if i offend any of them that the can just tell me and i will stop, though i made the horrible mistake of hooking up with a couple of them .... work and play just does not mix well