For awhile I worked for a friend, Carol, who owned a furniture store. With small children, she needed help managing her store. And this was during my extended separation from my husband. It was reassuring to have a stable income and insurance while I tended to my business on the side.
One day, to thank me for a job well done, Carol gave me a reward. It was a Pilates ball! She knew I'd been trying to strengthen my back and glutes with Pilates exercises. The normal Pilates routine hadn't been helping. My sore back had been bothering me more recently. So the inflatable ball seemed like a perfect gift!
That very night, we went to a party together at Kelly's (another employee) home. There was a guest there we'd never met, a bubbly woman named Judy about my age. We sat around making chit chat while the hostess and a few others worked on getting the food ready in the kitchen.
Judy looked on politely on as Carol and I talked....
Me: Carol, I can't wait to try out my present!
Carol: I thought you'd enjoy it, let me know how it works.
Me: How do you inflate it?
Carol: It comes with its own pump.
Me: Very cool! How big does it get?
Carol: See that card table? It's too big to fit under that. It came in different sizes, but I got you the LARGE one.
Me: Wow, sounds GREAT! I can't wait to ride it. Maybe a little bouncing too!
Carol: I wanted to get you something I knew you'd use.
Me: Oh I'll use it. I've wanted one of those a long time, I need it BAD. I've been in a bad way lately.
Then I turned sideways and gave my butt a few playful spanks.
Me (to my backside): Don't worry honey, you'll be feeling better VERY SOON!
At this point, the other guest, Judy, who had been listening this whole time, looked at us with her jaw dropped. She turned to me.
Judy: I have NO idea what you're talking about. Did Carol give you a blow up boy toy?
Oh my! Suddenly Carol and I looked at each other and let out squeals followed by hysterical laughter. My face turned six shades of red. I think my entire body was beet red. We both realized (too late) how incriminating our conversation had sounded! I was mortified and more embarrassed than I've ever been....
Judy: Well? Was it a blow up doll or some kind of kinky sex toy?
(Be glad I cropped this photo!)We stammered between giggles and guffaws looking at each other, trying to answer.
Judy: Hmmmm... well I know this much, Dottie won't be single very long!!!
Oh my goodness... this was too much, we practically were rolling on the floor laughing so hard we snorted and choked. Tears rolled down our faces. Each time we'd look at each other we'd start laughing all over again.
I pointed my finger at Carol...
Me: YOU, you, YOU!!! You got me into trouble again!
We finally managed to tell Judy what we were talking about... by this time others had entered the room and we all were laughing.
For days... weeks... each time I'd remember that night I'd laugh out loud, in the car or when talking to someone about something else. And I'd suddenly turn red at the thought, even in meetings!
And I've never seen Judy again... .whew!
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