WTF Wednesday: Part 1

It is time for a new feature here at FU... WTF Wednesday. A weekly opportunity to recount those situations that left you saying WHAT THE FUCK? Your WTF's can be rhetorical, factual, hypothetical, new, or old. So let's start.

Over the weekend, I met up with a few friends at a neighborhood bar to do some scheming, plotting, and planning. There were two women sitting at the end of the bar and they were quite inebriated. (Mind you, this is at about 5 in the afternoon.) I would say the one was probably in her early 20's and the other was in her early 40's. Both were relatively good looking and dressed pretty typically for this bar district which is to say, pretty skimpy, but not totally over the top. At one point, the younger one spins around on her bar stool, nearly toppling over, and says to one of the men that was with us in a heavy, heavy slur: Caaan I aasssskkk ya sumthin? We didn't realize she was talking to any of us at first.  She then gives him a tap on the shoulder (his back had been to her) and says again more loudly, Sssssorrreeeee sssorreeee, but can I asssssk ya sumthin? He awkwardly laughs and says sure.  She then bellows ARE YOU SATISSSSSIFED SESHUALLY? We all lost it at that point. He managed to deflect and distract her by pointing out her drink was dripping all over the floor.

Come to find out from the bartender after they not-so-gracefully exit stage right, that the pair are a MOTHER-DAUGHTER ESCORT TEAM. No. Wait. Read it again. Mother and daughter working as escorts TOGETHER. How does THAT work? Whose idea was it? What the hell is wrong with people? If you want to play in the escort biz, whatever, fine, but with your own mother? Um, no. Just no.

What. The. Fuck.

What has you puzzling this week? 

XO, Skyler