Sunday morning, I was attempting to get back to my car in the parking lot of Target (always a challenge, since my Target is busy at all hours of the day and night, even when it's closed). Per usual, I had to cross in front of several cars and gave them my usual, timid "thanks" wave.
One gentlemen waited for me to pass, made his left turn and as he passed me, yelled "I wouldn't hit you; you're easy on the eyes, ma'am!"
I guess he didn't see where I'd spilled half my smoothie on my shirt. Or he likes his women unkempt.
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