Slow Fixes & Fast Friends 

Do you know how everybody has one of those things that is just a turn on for them? For some people it’s construction workers. For other people it’s police officers. For others it’s fireman. I met a guy when I was pregnant who was super turned on by pregnant women. His wife was just accepting of it and thought it funny. For me, it’s dirty working types. I don’t know if it’s because they know how to fix things or because they know how to take them apart and put them back together or because they know how to make a sweaty t shirt look good or because the smell of motor oil or sawdust turns me on in some weird way. Kind of like dreadlocks turn me on in pretty much every kind of way. (It’s a real thing). Anyway, today I got a double whammy. I went to have my broken headlight fixed and when I showed up, the mechanic had dreadlocks. So not only did he have greasy man hands, he also had my favorite hairstyle. I thought maybe it was my brain tumor acting up again, why I was so immediately turned on by this guy, but then I remembered that I don’t have a brain tumor and he was just super hot in a dreadlocked greasy kind of way. He was also about 10 years my junior which didn’t really matter because I was just getting my car fixed. And to top it off, we were like kindred spirits. We immediately clicked. He was like a master smartass and super quick witted, which is not a common find. I’ve definitely never had so much fun while getting my car fixed.

I paid him for the headlight, which was more than I had hoped but not as much as it probably should have been considering he had to take my whole front end apart. The longer I stood there, the more I thought, “I’m not going to be able to afford this. I wonder if blow jobs are acceptable forms of payment?” They weren’t. So I paid cash and I asked him to look at my belt because it was squeaking and my kiddo doesn’t like to be dropped off at school with the squeaky belt, as if that is the end of the world. Instead of looking at it, he ended up just fixing it. For free. So I offered to get him some food since he worked well past quitting time on my car and still had work to do on others.  I thought I was just going to go grab something and bring it back but he ended up just closing up the shop and coming with me. So we went to grab a bite real quick and had the best time making fun of life and little kids. It’s funny when you meet somebody and you just hit it off. I guess sometimes life needs to remind you that you aren’t the only twisted individual in the universe. There are others.