An interesting one from this weekend.
My wife's sister and I were texting (which we have only done, like, three times in 22 years) because she was at a musical event and I was asking how it was going since I wasn't performing this time (due to health).
My wife's super prude sister said, "It was fine except the part where we all had to change in the same room. It was like a dumb circus tent. And these people are not shy! They were all talking and watching each other change like it was no big deal. I hated it, especially because I had to change my bra. But if you were there, you would have distracted me enough that I wouldn't care. Why did you have to go and be sick this weekend? I could have used your help with my costume but you might have seen my boobs!" Then I said, "Seeing your boobs would have been okay with me!" and she said, "Really? Well, if you weren't sick this weekend, you would have had a nice look at them! I guess I would have been okay with it just this once."
I almost wanted to ask her to FaceTime me to make sure it was actually her texting me and not someone with her phone trolling me. If you know my wife's sister, even though she does weird things from time to time, you would know that this conversation was enough of a shock to make my heart stop beating for what felt like an hour!
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