I opened the door and he said "hello flower, is your Mammy in?" I was shocked and just said "pardon?" Then he said "get your coat, pet. You've pulled! How about you and me go dancing?" I said no. Then he started the kitchens and bathroom patter, so I interrupted and said I'm not interested. He said "awww a bonny lass like you deserves a decent kitchen to work in. Ask your fella and I'm sure he'll let you have one!" So I shut the door in his face.
I'm still wondering when you'll get onto the bit where he was sexist and creepy. Lasses are a bloody enigma.
