Apr 25, 2007 18:42
So I took a walk Monday afternoon, and ended up at Goodwill in Exton. I'm standing there looking at something -- men's shirts, I think -- and the man standing next to me looks really familiar. I double-take. REALLY familiar. SO, i decide to chance it.
"Hey! I know you!"
His eyes widen a bit, and says, "I know you too! ...just. I don't remember where from."
So we think for a minute, and we try and remember. We discuss and come to the conclusion that we know each other from Quatro, the pizza shop I worked at in Downingtown for a year and a half. He was the brother of one of the owners. So after asking how he was, how is brother was, how the other co-owner was (all are happy and well, I'm glad to know), he then turns to me and says, -very- seriously:
"Yes. Jes. What I most remember you by is your breasts is VERY good."
I lost it. I absolutely lost it. And I then hugged him and told him that he and his brother are possibly the only old foreign men in the world who can say that and not only will I -not- punch them, I will actually willingly put my breasts in contact with them by hugging them. I think that one statement there made my week.