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Originally Posted by Verencat
But he talks, and talks, and talks, and is so slow, and takes breaks every 5 min and stares at my ass. So I'm getting annoyed and it starts to show, and in my head it's "*?/&$/*%*/&/*%&*/("
I stop washing the walls and start putting tape on the floor. He finishes sanding in the room we're in and just stops working altogether and stares at my breast when I'm bending down on the floor. I change color and pull my t-shirt up, so he leaves.
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I just don't understand women sometimes. They work out and dress up and look awesome, but then they don't like when people look at them.
I am sorry he made you uncomfortable... did you tell him that he was doing that?
BOb