Dumb blonde

Today Brock came to visit me downtown. We had lunch, and then I went with him to bring his new suit to the tailors. As the tailor was pinning up the suit, I noticed some white marks on the suit pants. I said to Brock, “what did you get on your pants?,” and attempted to rub the white marks off…not knowing that these marks are temporary marks purposely made by the tailor to indicate where the suit should be taken in. Boy, did I feel dumb. The tailor looked at me as if I was crazy, and Brock couldn’t help be to laugh AT me.