‘‘I was alone at a hotel bar waiting for my best friend. A very respectable man came on to me, thinking I was in the business of selling my body. I didn’t think anyone could confuse me with one of those women practicing the world’s oldest profession. I was more taken aback and amused that miffed. I should point out that I have a husband and children and that all is well. But I don’t work. Don’t they say idle hands make the devil’s work?’’
