My nose is stuffed, my head feels like a balloon. And yet I'm sitting here watching Brad play "wheelbarrow" with poor little browns. She howls-so does my head...
We're going to try round 2 for Motion City this April. Last month didn't go so well. Poor Brad got drugged. So, this time I will pretend to be him and he will pretend to be me and hopefully nothing bad will happen and no one will mistake his glass for mine.
My musing for the day is quite hilarious. A man came into work today...he walked all around the juniors section of clothing; chose two pairs of pants (womens) and asked for a dressing room. Naturally I was suspicious. I assumed he was stealing.
Now, i forgot to tell you that this man looked like he just stepped off a yacht-he was gorgeous-not feminine gorgeous-rugby playing, all american kind of gorgeous.
So, when he asked for a fitting room, I called security. After a while he popped out of the fitting room...wearing the black leather (womens) pants...and forst asked if we hard any other styles of this particular pant, and then asked what type of shoe I thought went best with this type of pant. (WTF?)
Naturally I was quite taken aback. I tried my hardest to keep eye contact...the whole time screaming in my mind-I can see your package!!! It's hanging to the left!!! AAAAAWWWWWW!!! GROSSSS!!
He didn't buy either pair of (womens) pants he tried on, and left the store shortly thereafter. So, my little lesson in all of this is that looks can be deceiving and that is what I get for assuming this man was up to no good. I need to stop judging people based on their looks, the way they act, and all of the other things about people that we as humans automatically judge other humans on.
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