Thursday, June 01, 2006
Tales of Transit
One of my regular 22 friends is an sweet old man. Our normal schtick is this:
Him (standing close behind me): So are you gonna marry me today, or do I have to ask you tomorrow?
Me: I am kinda busy today, tomorrow would be better.
Him: Okay, see ya then.
Is it bad that I am I just realizing this sounds kinda creepy.. well, trust me, it isn't. You'd have to be there. I only see him like.. twice a month, so we never actually have the "tomorrow."
Except today, 'twas a bit different-
Him: Forget it.. marry me today.
Me: hahahaha (nervous laughter). Okay, um, see ya later!
I credit this change in script to my kickin new brown pencil skirt from Zara's. Paired with my awesome SperryTopsider wedges and my favorite green cashmere sweater over a green and white stripped shirt, I admit.. I was looking foxy. Yay for 22 friends! And fun new clothes!!
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Stop talking to people on the 22 bus! It is not okay!
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