There is something wrong with me.
The other day, I was alone with a man in a laundry room, and exuberantly I said to him, ‘I have a really nice rack!’ Well shit, not that kind of rack. ‘MY EYES ARE UP HERE, PAL!’
A couple of months ago I said to a male colleague, ‘If you add an avocado to your smoothie, it will make it creamy like a dream.’ WHO IN THE ACTUAL HELL SAYS THAT…EVER…TO ANYONE? Dear Lord, please make it stop.