Mama's Boy

This guy and his mother were in the microfilm earlier this morning. They leave. His mother returns about ten minutes later....

Mom: "Hi. You remember me, right?" (Actually I don't, but I play along, as if I actually pay attention to people when they come through here).

"Well......"(loooong pause) "Are you married?" (This is so awkward.)

Me: "No....." (Although I'm sure I'm turning 15 shades of red at this point.)

Mom: "Well, You remember my son, right? In the pink shirt? Well...can he have you phone number?"

At this point, I am SPEECHLESS. I am so taken aback that this woman would take it upon herself to emasculate her son and ask me out for him. If a man can't ask me out himself, there is NO WAY I will go out with him. EVER.

So, I tell her that I can't give him my phone number because I'm seeing someone. But even worse, his mother leaves his phone number for ME to call HIM. Probably not.





Poor guy is probably gay.