In high school I worked at Target. One night while working in the men’s department I took a call from a man looking for underwear. He kept asking me things like,
“What kinds do you have? What colors?” I don’t know if I was naive or what but I kept going on,
“Oh, we have boxers, jockeys, briefs, and boxer-briefs. They come in many colors; white, black, maroon.” Then he started breathing weird and asked me about my underwear. I finally caught on and hung up. By that point in my life I was no virgin, but I really didn’t get what was going on until the end of the conversation. I was shocked, but oddly flattered. That sure did help to raise my self-esteem.