Tuesday, June 05, 2007

elevator man

This weekend Michelle and i went to buy a rug because our old rug was digusting. We parked at the Stockton Street Garage on the 7th floor. About a thousand teenage girls got on the elevator with us and when they exited they all said "Thank you" to me. Do you think they thought i ran the elevator? And if so.. do you think i need to rethink my wardrobe?

16 comments:

Anonymous said...

Were you wearing a full green suit by any chance?

pork luck said...

maybe... so what?

Anonymous said...

Everyone knows a girl with reddish blonde hair in a green suit means that they operate elevators on the weekend! Duhhhh

Anonymous said...

I thought it was a black-and-white jump suit? They only let you out on the weekends, right?

pork luck said...

oh

Anonymous said...

Hey, Anonymous...

You're hot.

Are you free this weekend? Hmm?

Anonymous said...

Lucky Pork, do you think you can set us up?

Anonymous said...

I'm usually picking up HOT CHP officers on the side of highway 5. Meet me there in the middle of the night. I'll be waiting!

Anonymous said...

Uh, you sound like YOU might be the one in the black-and-white jumpsuit.

(SCARY!)

Anonymous said...

Aint no thang but a chicken wing, hunny. Don't be scurrrred!

Anonymous said...

(blank stare)

You're weird, Anonymous.

Anonymous said...

All of a sudden singing a different tune. I'm still hot though, right?

Anonymous said...

...to trot.
(wink)

pork luck said...

oh dear... my blog is suddenly an online dating service?

Anonymous said...

It's especially effective in hooking people up when they work next to eachother.

Anonymous said...

Hey, hooooo.

Lucky Day!

Michelle said that getting pooped on by a bird is good luck. Well, Halleluja! It's my lucky day!