Floored By The Perverts

(I am a cart pusher. I am on break and talking to a door greeter. His voice is very high pitched and is somewhat similar in tone to a certain well-known mouse character. Three attractive women walk in wearing long skirts. The greeter turns his head to watch and stares for a while as they walk on.)

Greeter: “Hoo hoo hoo! It’s times like this that make me wish I was a floor!”