Rocky police boots, black Carhartt jeans (kept falling down today for some reason), dark navy small check shirt, white T, gray boxer briefs, usual Dickies socks.
On my way from the bus stop into work, I ran into a guy my age who works near me. We've never introduced ourselves, never even really talked, but we always say "hi" or smile at each other. It was a hearty "hi" this time. The fact that he works facilities and I, well, let's just say I sometimes have to look professional, doesn't matter. He wears a wedding ring; I don't, but we're both married. There's something about being this age I really like.
PIGGIES!!
3 years ago
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