Friendly neighbor or/revisited
Today a neighbor down the street called to ask if I could come and help her with something she had purchased. I was dressed in women’s jeans, white t-top, and a shirt I was wearing as a light jacket. I went over and as I went in she said, don’t you love that shirt. I have the same one and love it.
As I began assembling her new purchase the shirt was in the way so I took it off. I knew my bra was clearly visible through the top. While I finished assembling her new prize possession we talked about shopping, and how we both are fighting weight gain.
When finished I put my shirt on, picked up tools, and said goodbye. Nothing was said about what I was wearing. I was just a friend helping a friend.
Which caused me to think, maybe it doesn’t matter what you wear as much as being a friendly neighbor.
Back to help the neighbor
A couple of weeks ago I wrote about going to help a neighbor and as I'm walking in she says she has the same shirt. I also took the sirt off with a light colored T which showed my bra. She never mentioned anything about it.
Well she called if I could fix something else. I had on a white woman's T-shirt on with a white bra under it. Anyway, I decided to go as is.
She met me outside we, talked and went into the house so I could put a picture backup up that the hanger was loose. Standing behind me she could easily see the bra straps. Nothing mentioned.
I guess she doesn't want to loose a friend and cheap handiman er handiwoman.:)