Underwear Greetings and Social Faux Pas

Among the many other grand, wondrous and utterly meaningless things I did this past weekend, I had the heating and cooling guy come and clean out the duct work for the furnace.

He arrived at promptly 10:00 a.m. on Saturday. Real nice guy - clean, organized, polite... but he kept looking at me as if I had grown a third eye or something. I was baffled. As he headed down to the basement I went into the bathroom to give myself a once over. Looking in the mirror I turned right then left then leaned in for a close up... nope nothing.. Huh?

He came up once to get something from his van and I stopped him on his way back in with a "Did you forget something?" and the most charming smile I could muster. That only seemed to increase his agitation. Well hells bells Ethel!! What the feck was going on with the dude!

15 minutes later he came back upstairs, had me sign off on the work order and said they would be mailing me an invoice.... He couldn't even look me in the eye. Well DAMN! Curiosity got the best of me (I'm a pretty forward person) and I said, "Sir, Bill?" (sorry for the commentary if you ever read this serviceman Bill - but it's a story worth sharing). "Bill" I said, "is there something wrong with me? You've been acting like I'm growing a third eye out my forehead ever since you got here". Well, he shuffled around for a good thirty seconds and turned about 14 shades of red but I wasn't about to let the subject drop. After prompting with another pointed "WELL?" he finally dropped the bomb. "Well," said Bill "you don't have any pants on"... he was mortified. I just looked down and looked back up not quite understanding where the problem was. Bill left - I wasn't going to torture the poor fellow any longer. I did offer him a cold soda to which he promptly refused - wonder if he thought I had underwear cooties or something??

So here's the deal. I like being comfortable in my own home. My general attire is boyshort panties or underoos (thank you Cameron Diaz for the fabulous fashion tip) and a little tank top - especially in the summer. I'll wander around outside in them, water the flowers, get the mail... whatever. What's so wrong with that?? A bathing suit is more revealing so I'm failing to see the extreme social faux pas here people! Sure I put on more to go to the mall or the grocery... but hey... I put on less to go to the beach.. so wtf?

::laughs again:: I wonder what Bill would have done if I were wearing the pink ones that said 'BOOTYLICIOUS' on the back?

::smooches you fabulous people::
Mara