polygamy

k, i know the whole polygamist thing that's in the news right now is not funny. i in no way mean to minimize those women and children's pain. that being said...

the cook and i were talking this morning, and i mentioned that i borrowed my mom's hoodie because it goes well with my brown skirt.

'oh, the one that goes down to your ankles?' he laughed (implying that i won't show my legs because i'm such a prude).

'well, actually, yes, that skirt does. but none of my others do.'

'i could see you being one of those polygamist women.'

'nu-uh!'

'yeah, i could see it. you seem the type.'

'you're so mean to me!'

and so it went throughout the day.

at the end of our shift, i walked by him as i put some dishes away. 'even the way you walk. you look like one of those polygamist women.'

'what the heck does that mean?'

'all prim and proper. that's how they walk! even the way you walk looks like you're a polygamist.'

huh?