Dear Kathy:
I am 59 years old, post-menopausal, and I am sick and tired of a certain old farts at the grocery store trying to pick me up with lines like, "Hey baby, those are nice melons you have. Can I squeeze them?" What, did he get that line from Cocoon- the Uncut Version? Help! What should I do?
Dear "Mildred",
Oh I hear you girl friend! There isn't a day that goes by at work, where my drycleaner doesn't call me and ask, "Hey baby, those are nice keyboards you have. Can I finger them?" I mean, that Balkan back-talk just doesn't work on me! Anyway, if it were me, I'd shop at a different... hey..hold the cup of coffee one minute here. Something seems familiar...let me get back to you