pigeon interrupted
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Back when I was closeted as a trans woman I ordered some kickass leather thigh high boots on the very downlow. I used to be so paranoid about people finding out about me. When the boots didn't arrive I had to ring the shop. It basically went:
Them: Hello?
Me: Hi! I ordered some sexy thigh high boots from you - the matt finish leather ones with laces down the back. Well, they haven't arrived and I wondered if you could find out where they are, thnx <3
Them: Kev... This is Richy
(Note: Richy is my hard as nails dope dealer who i've accidentally rang instead of the shop)
Me: Ehhhh, sorry Rich. Wrong number.
Richy: So what's this about sexy thigh high boots
Me: They're umm um ummmm... for a friend!
Richy: Yeah, okay, lol, "for a friend" Good luck with that then
Them: Hello?
Me: Hi! I ordered some sexy thigh high boots from you - the matt finish leather ones with laces down the back. Well, they haven't arrived and I wondered if you could find out where they are, thnx <3
Them: Kev... This is Richy
(Note: Richy is my hard as nails dope dealer who i've accidentally rang instead of the shop)
Me: Ehhhh, sorry Rich. Wrong number.
Richy: So what's this about sexy thigh high boots
Me: They're umm um ummmm... for a friend!
Richy: Yeah, okay, lol, "for a friend" Good luck with that then
Arrrrr, top of fucking page ;(