Archive for 2011

Why Don’t I Work Here??

Di­rec­tor: So, Amy* wants to know if you’d like to have din­ner with her and Sandy* and I next week­end. But I told her I’d have to take the gag out to ask you. She said she un­der­stood.
Mod­el wear­ing gag: Mm­mm fweee nnn matur­d­way.
Di­rec­tor: Great, I’ll let her know!

Adult Film Com­pa­ny
San Fran­cis­co, Cal­i­for­nia

Over­heard by: fetish­girl

…So What Should We Or­der for Lunch?

In­no­cent-look­ing re­cep­tion­ist: Af­ter he made her cry, again, I told her what I do is just smile. When he’s be­ing like that I think about telling him I’m go­ing to claw his eyes out, and I end up smil­ing.
Cowork­er, look­ing im­pressed: Ooohh, I know that smile. It’s your creepy smile, like you’re just go­ing to lunge and start eat­ing their faces off.

Se­dona, Ari­zona