Break Room Stories

I worked at an all night diner for a year. I have a story for every night I was there, but one really stands out in my memory. There was an old guy who came several times a week. He was very quiet, and always sat in my section. One night he confessed that he came in just to see me. That same night he went into detail about his job before he retired. He was head of a breast milk research facility(they have those?), and swore that he could guess the size of any woman’s fun bags based on his previous experience. He guessed my size perfectly. He went on to explain the uses of breast milk in healthy adult life including his habit of drinking donated colostrum to prevent illness. He asked if I was currently lactating.

The bar was raised on creeper status.

-Jenny