Are You, Man?
down to Chris ..."Oh, Chris - there's a young lady in fitting room three
who's a bit embarrassed and wants a fitting in the cubicle".
Chris - an original of the 'groping, dirty old man' brigade, grabbed his pins and, with his tape measure around his neck, was upstairs in a flash! Ray was still commentating but paused as Chris entered the cubicle.
He was soon on his knees, and how he didn't hear the turmoil, the laughter, I'll never know, but he continued with his 'work of love'. I was shaking with laughter, waiting for the explosion that I knew must come, but everything remained quiet. Maybe I was wrong. Chris had obviously accepted the high heels, the white stockings, even the suspenders and was, no doubt, getting 'turned on' by it all.
Then 'Ray' ruined it - he just had to come out with another "What are you, Man?". With 'Chris' now standing up and finally seeing the hairy chest... the padded bra... all went quiet for a moment, then Chris exploded in Greek! It was very long, very loud, venomous in the extreme and certainly not repeatable! I recall him actually spitting at poor little 'Roberto', who responded with "Oh, my God", while dear 'Ray' finally intoned the magical question "What are you, man?"
We did continue
to make dresses for men, but there can only ever be one 'Roberto' - he was special.
It is rather sad in a way that one man should have been the butt of our humour,
and I do know that it was wrong, but it was funny!
So very funny .....