Girl #1 in mall: I really want to go to Express.
Girl #2: If you don't mind, I'll wait here. My arch-nemesis works there.
2. At buffalo wild wings (why was I there? Watching the Eurocup final), a long, long tirade about how the third season premiere of Quantum Leap was one of the best season premieres of any show ever. I didn't know it before, but I know now that this is apparently the episode on which the quantum leaper jumps back to his own past and has the chance to save his brother (or something?) in Vietnam. Who knew that anyone, anyone knew so much about Quantum Leap.
3. Tonight at the grocery store, the greeter came up to me to say, "Wow, you look just like--"
Now, at this point I was fully expecting him to say that I look like one of the local newscasters. Three people in the last two weeks have told me this. Seriously. Unclear if they mean her, her, or her. They're all blond, which seems to be all it takes. 1 As long as it's not her, I guess it's ok with me.2 Anyway, he did not conclude with any reference to local news. No, the end of his sentence was--wait for it--Aphrodite. Yes, a man in the grocery store told me I look like a goddess. I'm starting to like this place.
1I know this because the security officers at the courthouse still confuse me and Anne ("the other blond one"). For the record, I'm fairly sure that to her, I'm "the other blond one." I'm not trying to suggest any secondary status for her.
2Now that I look at her, she's not unattractive. She just looks older than me, and I'm getting touchy about that, especially after Sunday when the pedi-cabbers who were all flirty became very un-flirty upon finding out that I'm 29.
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