Maid it up A certain ex of mine is going to be staying in town for two nights later this month because he has to attend a conference. I asked ExMan if he’d like room service and offered to show up at his hotel room door in a French maid outfit. He said no, he finds those costumes so cheesy. I then offered to show up in a genuine maid’s outfit — I’d wear a polyester overall and arrive at his door with a cart stocked with cleaning solvents and rubber gloves. He nixed that idea too and said to just show up. Obviously my creativity is underappreciated in this world.
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