There walked the soul of a true romantic:

For a while I dated an older man who happened to be my boss. To be perfectly honest, had he not been my boss, I never would have looked at him twice. I also would have been better off, which pretty much goes without saying.
Once, while we were making out in his car, he was slobbering in my ear, blowing in what he thought was a sexy manner, when he spit his chewing gum into my ear.

Not sexy.

When I asked him why he hadn’t disposed of the gum BEFORE we started snogging, he replied that it seemed a shame to waste it.

Thanks to Vagary for sharing the moment.