Day 188, July 7

I have another confession to make: I am a craigslist.junkie. I use it to identify garage sales (one of my vices) and, occasionally, to list things for sale. One day I had the brilliant idea of going to the barter section. There, I listed that I'd like to trade tutoring in English and writing for some other skill.

When I received my first (and only) response, I was thrilled. Maybe I could work out a deal for someone to do yardwork or housework in return for my tutoring their child. Imagine my surprise when I opened the email and found that a gentleman wanted me to be his "naughty, kinky teacher." He then proceeded to give his description and a number where I could reach him.

I deleted it, but not before I chuckled. I'm certain he thought he would be getting someone much younger rather than my grandmother-ish self with my pasty white skin, bad hip, and bad feet. I suppose I shouldn't find this funny, and I apologize to those who believe I should be outraged. I'm sorry that I can't summon up sufficient umbrage, but, as I've said in earlier posts, I like to laugh.

When I told my husband, he said, "Maybe you can work it in to the blog. You can be grateful for career alternatives."

Well, this will not be a new career direction for me, but it has given me my laugh for today.

So, for today, I am grateful for humor found in unexpected places.