I’ve been running into some crazies lately…
Apparently my unwashed face, workout bun, and yoga pants scream “Please ask me on a date!” Sir, your lisp and gap-toothed smile do not exactly move me to accept your offer.
The tailor seemed excessively worried about my personal safety when I was a day late picking up my pants. Lady, I’m fine. I got swept up in the DVR for most of yesterday. Wait, why am I explaining myself to you?
While I was out walking Josie somebody said, “I like dogs more than I like people.” Grumpy old man, keep your thoughts to yourself. I don’t like people either, but I especially don’t like strangers making me feel like I am the wrong species.
What is with people this week? Is it a full moon or something? Maybe I’m just out of practice interacting with humans. I have been unemployed for many months now.
What bizarre encounters have you had recently?