My Restless Feet

This happened two weeks ago, so my writing about it is very late. I wanted to write about it at that time but I simply forgot hehehe

It was just one ordinary weekday when I decided to wear fishnet stockings to work. I felt wickedly sexy (winks). Of course I didn’t really just wear it for nothing, I wanted to surprise dada and wanted him to peel it off me. I’ve played out a slideshow of scenario in my head but nothing prepared me to how dada reacted.

You know how cartoon characters bat their lashes silly when they want to be noticed by the opposite sex? Oh yeah I did the exact same thing and when dada noticed my fishnet, he was wide-eyed with a confused expression on his baby face then he blurted, “what do you think your wearing?” and I glared, “fishnets da!” and he went, “why are you wearing that?” “why not!” I shot back to my defense. I didn’t know if I was hurt,  disappointed, outraged or outraged because I was hurt and disappointed.

I got rid of the cursed fishnet, ditched it into the trashbin and gave dada the cold shoulder. It didn’t take him long to realize he was being a complete dork earlier. He apologized, showered me with hugs and kisses. I didn’t let him off the hook till he gave me an explanation as to why he didn’t like my fishnet. He tenderly explained to me his reasons for not liking it, like a father explaining to his little girl. All my defenses melted of course, especially when he said that he just doesn’t like people to have the wrong impression about me. There is some truth to what he said, we work the graveyard shift and goes home morning, I did catch a few people threw a certain look at me and it made me feel uncomfortable:)