A man called me today, someone who I had met at the house to get a quote for some work I need done. It was too simplistic for him, and he recommended I call a roofer.
Today, he called and said he was sorry he'd be unable to do the work, that he was mesmerized by my green eyes, and asked if I was in a relationship.
Blushing like a middle schooler, I assured him that yes, I owned the house with my boyfriend. He said he was not surprised. I said I was flattered, more by his French accent than anything else.