Hooters and my wife

It has been suggested by my friend Bobby that my wife works at Hooters.

She does not but I am all for it!

I'm not just saying this off the cuff.

I've done my research. I checked out her qualifications and HOO BOY! She has the perfect qualifications to be a Hooters girl.

Sarah also has experience as a waitress so that part of the job should be a breeze. She can read and write while standing up.

People like her. She's easy to talk with. She's very confident, cocky and competitive. The other Hooters girls don't stand a chance.

She's also grown accustomed to people having a conversation with her never looking her in the eye.

Oh sure, sometimes I've watched her grab them by the chin with one hand, spread her first two fingers on the other hand pointing them at her eyes and then at his eyes and then at her eyes again ... but I don't think she is too bothered when this happens.

I also went to check out how she looks in the Hooters uniform but we don't have one. Sarah does have an orange bikini which is close enough and her assets were definitely accentuated.

The final test came when I drank a few beers and ate chicken wings. I asked Sarah to wear the orange bikini top and bring me a beer and the wings. When she leaned forward to place them on the table I missed my mouth because I was ... preoccupied.

Finally, I asked for her phone number and she just rolled her eyes and walked away. As she did so I realized she additional assets she will bring to the job.

I don't know how many wives work at Hooters but its probably not enough. So I'm working with Sarah to start a movement to place more wives at Hooters with her leading the charge.

She'll be the one in the forefront on this.

I'll be working on from behind.