I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts...
Fiddle-dee-dee...
So, this morning I used my coconut hair conditioner and my coconut body lotion. I love the smell, so all was well, and I happily went to catch my bus. A few stops after I'd gotten on the bus, a guy came in and sat down behind me. All had been well until this point.
But then that was when I felt something touch the hair at the back of my head and I distinctly heard and *felt* someone taking a deep breath only a few inches from me. 3 times. It took all my strength to keep from both laughing hysterically and from getting up and changing seats. But it was sort of too embarrassing to turn around and say anything. It's like, "Excuse me, but are you taking deep whiffs of my hair? Because if you are, I'd appreciate not actually having to FEEL your nose in it. Thanks."
So I sat there and sat up straight to distance myself from the nose, but alas, he'd caught my hair in the back of my seat and wouldn't let go. I think I was too horrified to say anything. So again, I was forced to sit there, saying nothing while the creepy guy smelled my hair all the way to the university. I can't be sure, but I think I'm scarred for life.
So, this morning I used my coconut hair conditioner and my coconut body lotion. I love the smell, so all was well, and I happily went to catch my bus. A few stops after I'd gotten on the bus, a guy came in and sat down behind me. All had been well until this point.
But then that was when I felt something touch the hair at the back of my head and I distinctly heard and *felt* someone taking a deep breath only a few inches from me. 3 times. It took all my strength to keep from both laughing hysterically and from getting up and changing seats. But it was sort of too embarrassing to turn around and say anything. It's like, "Excuse me, but are you taking deep whiffs of my hair? Because if you are, I'd appreciate not actually having to FEEL your nose in it. Thanks."
So I sat there and sat up straight to distance myself from the nose, but alas, he'd caught my hair in the back of my seat and wouldn't let go. I think I was too horrified to say anything. So again, I was forced to sit there, saying nothing while the creepy guy smelled my hair all the way to the university. I can't be sure, but I think I'm scarred for life.