As I was walking across the parking lot making my way to the gym this morning, a very tall and extremely handsome 30-something man stopped me.
He: Where were you?
Me: Excuse me?
He: Weren’t you going to give me a massage this morning?
Me: (blank stare)
He: I thought we made an appointment.
Me: For a massage?
He: Do you work here?
He: Oh, sorry. You look like…
Me: Maybe another time? (smile/joking of course)
He: (laughs and walks away mortified)