You know this is an abnormal, uncharacteristic moment when I am perceived as a possible damsel in distress.
The story is basically this. I was at the corner store stocking up on my monthly supply of cup of noodles and I was the only one there. Well, I ended up taking most of the last of the stock at the store cause it wasn't like there was that much anyways. After I took the last of the chile lime, a crazy old woman in a raincoat came running around the corner and stopped at the cup of noodles area where I'd just left. And then I'm walking down the street and all of a sudden I feel something hit me in the back! I turned around and it was that bitch from the corner store, yelling something about the cup of noodles and hitting me with her umbrella. Seriously, Rick, what the fuck??
You know this is an abnormal, uncharacteristic moment when I am perceived as a possible damsel in distress.
The story is basically this. I was at the corner store stocking up on my monthly supply of cup of noodles and I was the only one there. Well, I ended up taking most of the last of the stock at the store cause it wasn't like there was that much anyways. After I took the last of the chile lime, a crazy old woman in a raincoat came running around the corner and stopped at the cup of noodles area where I'd just left. And then I'm walking down the street and all of a sudden I feel something hit me in the back! I turned around and it was that bitch from the corner store, yelling something about the cup of noodles and hitting me with her umbrella. Seriously, Rick, what the fuck??
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I've not an adequate response for that, love. I thought the Welsh were barmy, but New York seems to prove me wrong every day.
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I'm astounded as well. And attempting to make sure that this never happens again.
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