I once made a Marine blush…

I used to work as a cashier at a grocery store. It was ok, I didn’t like having to stand around all day but I did like talking to people. I especially liked joking around/flirting with some of the cute looking guys that came thru. 

Well anyways, one day a Marine came in with his dress blues. I don’t know why he was dressed up, but he was, and he looked fly AF. He went through my line and me being me, I just had to ask “Do they give you matching underwear?”

I swear to God that ninja looked down, and his face was beet red with a big ass grin on his face. I hope that made his day. He never answered my question tho, I still have yet to see a sexy-ass Marine in his underwear. Oooh-RAWR! ;)

I did not know that. hmmmm….I gotta find my local base and flash some titties….

What does dad want?

I mentioned I worked in a funeral home that was haunted. I have a ghostly pic somewhere, but that’s another story.

This one is about the time my dad, brother, and myself were working on cleaning the floors. You see, my dad has his own carpet cleaning business. Nothing major, It’s mostly my dad and sometimes when it’s a big job my brother, myself (and sometimes my husband) will help out. Well, doing the funeral home was kind of a big job.

The place I worked at at the time was pretty big. It used to be an insurance building, so it doesn’t even LOOK like a funeral home. Just your average ranch-style house really. So my boss hired my dad’s company (STEAM USA) to do the carpets. My brother (Garry) and I helped out. I was in my office pre-treating the floor while my brother was in the next room vacuuming and my dad was waaay on the other side of the building in the “viewing room” cleaning the floor. Garry had his headphones on listening to music and with the machines going, it was pretty noisy.

Well anyways, gar pops into the office and says “hey, did you hear that?”

“Hear what?” I said (what could I friggen hear? the vacuum, yeah that…)

“Dad, is he OK?” So we both walked over to where dad was and he was just doing his thing cleaning.

He saw us and asked what was up.

“Were you calling for me?” Garry asked.

Dad shook his head “No, why?”

Garry looked at me and shrugged “well that was weird”

Turns out while he was vacuuming and listening to his music, Garry thought he heard our dad yelling for us. He could’ve sworn he heard dad clear as a bell calling out for help on something….. I think it was whatever is haunting that funeral home just playing a prank.