The Frank Spencer in me has struck again.
Today I was sitting in Sunday School class with my legs crossed, mindlessly swinging my leg back and forth and rubbing the top of my foot underneath the bottom of the folding chair in front of me (no one was sitting in it). About half way through the class a rather large man came in and occupied the chair. I barely noticed him while I tried to find, then read, a passage of scripture pertaining to the lesson. I continued to gently rub my foot back and forth on the chair in front of me vaguely noticing that something was touching my shin. I saw the gentleman shift uncomfortably in his seat and it was only then that I realized that I was rubbing his protruding butt ever so gently with my shin.
Oh my goodness, that would only be totally embarassing if you werent actually in your own Ward when this happened and the person who you were stroking didnt know you...imagine if that happened! lol ;)
ReplyDeleteOh Fionna, thanks for making me laugh, by the way it was great to see you in our Ward yesterday. ;)
Haha...as you know, I wasn't in my own Ward and the person didn't know me and yes, it was embarrassing.
ReplyDelete"would you like a little marinade with that rub?" she whispers in his ear.....
ReplyDeleteHahah! Maybe he thought you were trying to flirt with him LOL
ReplyDeleteThese things always happen to you.
ReplyDelete/shaking head
Bahahaha! HILARIOUS. Love your new blog background btw :D
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