... the other day a smart sexy good-looking guy with a grown-up job asked me out on a date. We were on the telephone, chatting and arranging things. At some point he said to me, I am dominant. Do you know what I mean by that?
I replied, I think so.
He said, I am a 50 shades of gray type of guy. What do you think of that?
Oh…., well I get claustrophobia in elevators so I don’t think this is going to work out.
We never went on that date.