Party in the Parking Lot

I got to work this morning and Ms. Flirt was just getting there, pulling in the lot too. Ms. Flirt (new character in my blog) is a mid 20ish teacher's assistant at the school. She is a big woman and the biggest flirt you will ever meet. It is so overt. Sometimes I feel uncomfortable when she flirts around me- afterall her MOM is there! Her mom is a teacher's assistant at the school also. They ride together everyday.

I walk past her car on the way to the office and I hear her door open to her car and Miley Cyrus is on singing "Party in the USA." I run over and say "You are not listening to this." Ms. Flirt said she could listen to what she wanted and she knew I liked the song so she had it on for me. I joked that she knows how to please me and began dancing to it. I threw my hands up (cause they were playing my song), starting jolting my hips back and forth just like in the video. She rolled out of her car and began dancing too with me. We were bumping hips, kind of dancing in circles, waving arms in air. Of course I'm singing along to the chorus,
"so I put my hands up,
they’re playing my song,
And the butterflys fly away
Noddin’ my head like yea
Movin my hips like yea
I got my hands up,
They’re playin my song
I know im gonna be ok
Yea, It's a party in the USA"

So funny. Her mom just sat in the car knitting and stared.



Last week in the teacher's lounge:

Ms. Flirt: Who are you subbing for today?
Me: Linda
Ms. Flirt: You don't look anything like her.
Me: I'll take that as a compliment.
Ms. Flirt: You need bangs.
Me: I do. I also need to be able to do that shake. She has that shake with her hair that she can shake her head and it falls into place.
Ms. Flirt: Let's see.
Me: (I demonstrate)
Ms. Flirt: (Bursting into laughter) You can do that all day for me.
Me: um.

Another day:

Mandy is Ms. Flirt's mom and was sitting at lunch with us

Me: Mandy, can you pass the salt shaker?
Ms. Flirt: Don't give it to him!
Mandy: He needs the sodium, not me.
Ms. Flirt: No. He'll eat it.
Me: My pastas getting cold.
Ms. Flirt: Do I need to salt it for you?
Me: Oh yeah.
Ms. Flirt: Where would you like it?
Me: On my tongue.
Ms. Flirt: Stick it out for me!
Me: (stick out my tongue)
Ms. Flirt: What about your pasta?
Me: That too.
She finally hands me the salt shaker

She probably thinks I'm leading her on... If only she knew...
2 adults dancing to Miley Cyrus... I know no shame!
If I were listening to Miley and had my door open she would have called me out... I can't believe I did call her out on that, though...