Dec. 20th, 2007

Did I tell ya about the time I ripped a guy's pants? No? On Tuesday, I had to go to CPR training at work and we had to do a few things that someone could sue for sexual harassment over together. So it's the very first thing we do as partners, mine is lying face-down on the floor and I have to roll him over by grabbing his hip (& supporting the neck w/the other hand), and I decide, since I'm not attracted to this guy, and because he's young, thin, and white I don't want to give him the wrong impression by molesting him, that I'm going to grab his jeans' most convenient belt loop instead of his body. Should be fine, yeah? Try yanking on your belt loop. Nothing, right? Well, I used a slight amount of force and the dude's belt loop came free. I felt like a bodice-ripper or something.

...And then we had to spend another half hour or so touching each other's hips/thighs, stomachs, arms and being quite invasive of personal space. His breath smelled like dinner (Italian). I luckily had cinnamon gum in my mouth.

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