Went to Trader Joe's Today
And met an old man on the way back home.
Old Man: You have a beautiful smile!
Me: Thank you!
Old Man: No, thank you for your delivery action!
Me:...okay!
Old Man:*walks away clutching Rite-Aide Bag*
Me: wtf?
I told this story to K, and she told me that his bag was probably full of vaseline.
I'd ask what I was doing to attract all these creepers, but I already know the answer.
Old Man: You have a beautiful smile!
Me: Thank you!
Old Man: No, thank you for your delivery action!
Me:...okay!
Old Man:*walks away clutching Rite-Aide Bag*
Me: wtf?
I told this story to K, and she told me that his bag was probably full of vaseline.
I'd ask what I was doing to attract all these creepers, but I already know the answer.