Sunday, June 08, 2008

Oops again

Another 3 weeks has gone by-sorry my loyal fans!

So why is it that I, and/or anyone else I happen to be physically present with, attract weirdos? Note the following weekend incidents:

1. At the Dollar Tree Friday, a girl asked me and my friends if we knew any fun places to go to in town (obviously we do). Then she asked if we had a razor. Yup, it's in my back pocket, let me get it. (Not really) She had no shoes and was pretty dirty with red marks all over her legs. I felt bad for her... I wanted to know more of her story. Still weird though. Might have been a prostitute...

2. At CVS an older lady said I looked as white as a sheet (REALLY? NOT) and that I need to know Jesus Christ. Then she hit my arm and told me to look at her purse. I didn't do that and finished paying.

3. While out last night, an older guy freaked out me and my friend. He was looking at his beer bottle like it had 5 heads and sat in the chair next to us for 20 seconds, looked at my friend like he wanted to do something bad to her, I was feeling very nervous, people put down empty beer bottles on our table and he grabbed them and looked at them like he had 5 heads, then walked away and stood in the middle of the dance floor. I was about to tell the bouncer about him when I lost track of where he went. Probably was high.

4. While getting a cab home, some guy followed us into the cab and asked where we were going. HOME IDIOT. He said where and we said nothing specific and I said "um I DON'T KNOW YOU" and he said "oh that's okay, I'll just share your cab". I said "UM NO" and he said "oh okay I just need to get the hell out of here" and he left.

Is this place full of whackos or what?!

-On another note, I am adding "The Kite Runner" to my list of favorite movies. Top 10 possibly. Plus the soundtrack. I was a crying mess while watching it. Incredible story about Afghanistan before and after the Soviet invasion and the Taliban... tracing the lives of best friends from childhood to adulthood.

2 comments:

Erin said...

I have what I call the crazy person magnet stuck somewhere in my blood. It's heredity, passed down from my grandmother, to Mumsy, to me. It's a curse, I tell you.

Just yesterday a random person waved at Jason and me and asked how big our baby was getting.

Anonymous said...

If you liked the movie, read the book. My all=time favorite book right now!