How close did you come to getting busted
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| Wed, 05-12-2004 - 6:09pm |
Once when my MM man and I were doing it at the office (yeah, where the dastardly deed began), we heard someone come in the door downstairs. Now mind you, NO ONE was supposed to return to work that day so we thought we were safe. Here we are on the "futon" he had purchased 3 months into our A (that he hides on the otherside of the bldg)and we heard footsteps on the stairs. Both completely nude, he quickly dresses (his shirtales not tucked in) and walks out the door to meet intruder (at the time that's what this guy was to me :) and corners him in the stairwell, grunting and sweating (gee, wonder why?), telling him that he was throwing out all the old computer stuff in the other room (which was located directly across from his office.) In the meantime, I am rolling up the futon (not an easy task) shoving it under the desk, and then proceeding to the closet....half dressed. My MM is a brilliant man and his "kill or be killed" instincts kicked in before I could even think. To come up with a cover like than in a matter of 2 minutes was mind boggling. So, this electician, who had stopped by the office to use the upstairs computer on a person matter, was decoyed into the other room because hey, the boss asked him to help out. While they hauled downstairs some boxes, I dragged the "futon" into the other room, snuck quietly to the otherside of the warehouse (IT"S ALL CONNECTED upstairs)and returned to my downstairs desk.
Now for the unbeliebable part. After the "Intruder" left, my MM begged me to finish what we had started. "ARE YOU KIDDING?" I Asked. "Right now my heart is still in my throat so I am not quite sure where the other parts of my body shifted to." He laughed, and I said, "See you in the morning. I need a drink!"
Anyone else care to share? I'm sure there are some doozies out there.
T.

and we decided to run some errands ---
We had what we thought everyone accounted for ---
We went to one store but didn't buy anything - and when we exited I saw my H's
car parked in the parking lot -
In my most monotone voice I say to MM --- that's my car
He says...shut up !!!
and we quickly get into MM's car and leave to the far end of the lot to calm down
because really it was scary -
I call my H on his cell and I casually ask him what he's up to and yep
there he was in the same store we just walked out of ---
- lesson learned -
luckily he didn't see me or it could have gone bad fast
K
Thanks for a good laugh. Made my morning coffee taste even better.
T.
**Terri**
A sense of humor gets me thru!
Saag
Oy!!
Elf
Interesting in that I find being a little psychic has saved me many embarrassing moments if not sheer humiliation. I get this feeling that something is just not right, and then change my game plan. Hasn't failed me yet. I think we all need to listen to that inner voice more often. Thanks for sharing your story. T.
**Terri**
Not exactly a nearly-busted story, but anyhow:
My OMM is a very funny guy and he loves to laugh at ME and embarass me as much as possible. One day we were in a restaurant near his work and we were talking about commercials. I said, "hey! they've got a goofy ad on the radio now about the brand of condoms I buy for you" (Trojan Magnum, it's a large-size brand *blush*). He says, "do it!" I say, "do what?" He says, "do the ad for me!" I say, "no, I can't, not here, shut up!" But he keeps bugging me to recount this radio ad. So I try. But I'm laughing and embarassed and all I can manage to say, is, in a squeaky laughing voice: "HEY, BIG ZUCCHINI MAN!"
So he laughs and we keep on chatting about this and that. And then as we're almost out the door, he turns me around discreetly and says "do you see that table of four, over there?" (next to where we were sitting). I nod. Then he says, "I know all of those guys..."
He's a huge idiot. :)