Weirdos... I should start a new blog.
How is it that all of a sudden I'm overly attainable to people? Do I have the following tattooed on my forehead: "If you are a weird person, please hit on me in a non normal way."
Last night at the bookstore, I covered a dinner break and worked in music. Music had been playing Coltrane's A Love Supreme as the in store play. Yes, I know, GREAT SELECTION. So I'm working, and this mid 40 guy comes in raving about the music. I direct him to the album on the rack. He starts going on and on about how crappy the music usually is. I tell him the music manager is here, and he selected the Coltrane. Regardless, the overly excited guy asked me to dinner. WHO DOES THAT?!?!?
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