Oops!
We've got some WWOOFers staying with us. For those not familiar, WWOOF means "Willing Workers On Organic Farms". They're basically budget travellers who trade a bit of labour for a place to sleep and some free food. We host about 6 intakes a year, and it's usually very good fun for us and for them.
But today, I forgot they were here (they just got in last night). So I kicked off the morning by accidently showing my boobs to a jet-lagged group of Czech backpackers.
To make matters worse, I then had to explain the milking machine to them. "Put the clamp on the udder. Make sure to warm in in your hands first, as their teats are very sensitive. It's normal for them to vocalize a little bit once the pressure starts."
Wow, I so suck!
But today, I forgot they were here (they just got in last night). So I kicked off the morning by accidently showing my boobs to a jet-lagged group of Czech backpackers.
To make matters worse, I then had to explain the milking machine to them. "Put the clamp on the udder. Make sure to warm in in your hands first, as their teats are very sensitive. It's normal for them to vocalize a little bit once the pressure starts."
Wow, I so suck!
