Yesterday as I sat around waiting to have a tire patched I absently watched Family Fued in the customer area of the service station. I fed stale popcorn into my mouth and laughed at the game show on TV. The question from Steve Harvey was this.
Name someone a woman flirts with?
The answers being given were things like “coworker” or “neighbor,” and as I yelled my answer to the television I got blank stares from the other patrons of the business.
I excitedly offered my answer to the contestants.
“Your husband!”
But it didn’t make the survey.