I'm on a business trip, staying at a hotel where I valet parked my car. Of course I parked it en drabbe, checked in as a guy and used the car several tiimes....today was my "girl day" and I decided to drive to a nearby department store. I was dressed in capris, a tee shirt and flats, and after I called the valet I went outside and waited demurely for my car. 5...10...15...20 minutes went by, and still no car. So I screwed up my courage, went up one of the jockies and asked him about my car. After a lot of hemming and hawing, he told me they couldn't find it! Then a manager appeared and started asking me questions, like my name and room number etc! By this point I was in so deep, and they seemed to be buying the illusion that I was a woman, that I just told them, "My husband parked the car yesterday, you'll have to talk to him!" I went back to my room, called the manager and in my guy voice asked what the hell was going on with my car. It seemed someone had driven off with my keys! The manager offered to have my "wife" driven wherever she wanted to go. What the hell, I figured, so I went back downstairs and a nice young man drove me to the store, turned out he was born in Chicago and we had a nice chat, and he told me to call him when I was ready to go back to the hotel. I could see that the hotel wasn't too far to walk back to, although not in the shoes I was wearing, so I told him I was having lunch with a girlfriend and wouldn't need a ride. Then I did what I started out to do: bought a tie-back top on sale, and a pair of cute flip flops which looked great with my capris, and walked back to my hotel. Normally I avoid lenghty conversations and I've never had a confrontation like that en femme, but what started out as a disaster turned into a real confidence builder for me. Footnote: they found my keys after I got back, and they told my "husband" he wouldn't have to pay for valet parking!
Originally Posted by windycissy
