At work today my little minion (read: our 17 year old worker that I get to boss around) tells me that his friend who worked one day for us last week thinks I’m hot. His 18 year old friend.

My God.

So I ask him; “how old does this friend of yours think I am?“. He promptly pulls out his cellphone and texts him.

An instant reply saying; “21, did you tell her I thought she was hot?“.

He replies with: “yes I told her, and she’s 25.

Another instant reply from the friend; “does that count as a cougar? if it does it’s game on! haha. she’s not doing bad for 25 eh?

Classy Mr 18, so very classy.