Unfiltered Story #105938

, | Unfiltered | February 21, 2018

This time I’m the one shopping. Very worried about my husband getting a motorcycle, I went shopping for protective gear:

Me: “Excuse me, do you have Teflon coated pants?”

Shop assistant: *slightest pause* “Certainly, right this way”.

(It wasn’t until afterwards I realised what I said. He kindly sold me Kevlar pants without batting an eyelid or making a frying pan joke, and I’m sure was laughing afterwards. It was a pointless purchase anyway. The bike landed on his knee and smashed the top of his Tibia. Day one. Not even on the road. Oh well).