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Andy Borowitz has a funny post here about the problem of sexually harassing yourself when you work at home.
I have the same problem. However, while I do work at home, I also work in a large building with a lot of other people. There is absolutely no one in my own department I would like to harass, but there are plenty of other women running around this place that I would definitely be interested in giving probable cause to sue me at some later date. However, if I was to even look sideways at them they would immediately kill and dissect me, then send my various body parts off to the lab for detailed analysis. They are nurses, and nurses are harsh.
But, getting back to working at home, I have come to the sad conclusion that I am just not interested in sexually harassing myself. I'm not attracted to me. I'm too skinny and am going bald. There is nothing about me that turns me on. I actually repulse me.
Besides, the images I conjure up of me having a romantic relattionship with me are so laughable, ridiculous and embarrasing that I always end up having to drink them away. (Hey! There's a thought--maybe I could drink myself pretty--nah, there's no way I could afford that much liquor).
At any rate, check out Andy's piece. It's a lot funnier and he uses bigger words.
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