So I sit down to eat my lunch.
munch munch.
and this lady, for the past three days, has sat down and talked to me. I of course thought yes double date with Jan and Chris, but then I realised this lady was carrying the coo coo motherload.
She messed up an order of 200 yesterday, so her table isn’t very happy with her.
her “So you drive a car?”
me “Yes”
her “What kind of car?”
me “Honda”
her “What type of Honda?”
me “an Accord”
her “What year?”
me “1997”
her “oh, those are stolen a lot”
me “Yeah, I know. Insurance knows this too”
her “So where do you live?”
me “North Tonawanda”
her “where in north tonawanda?”
me “Off of nash” (which pretty much divides the city in two, so she’s pretty screwed at this point)
her “oh! I know where THAT is!”
me “good!”
…
two hours later I see her
her “Hey I didn’t see any Honda Accords out in the parking lot!”
me “That’s because I drove my mom’s car, my caliper seized and I haven’t gotten to it”
her “Oh, that’s good to know”
So tonight:
her “Did you come in late?”
me “no”
her “I didn’t see you come in today”
me “I wasn’t late”
her “oh, I was looking”
… shudder… i don’t even want to know WHY
then lunch today
She has this “the fun bible book” or some crap. She starts reading it to herself. I was like oh god, please save me. But lucky for me I got to watch CNN and let that stupid blonde bitch on there discuss the same thing she did last night: death. So it was hardly a choice I wanted to make.
…
her “So do you take the same way home every night?”
me “Yes”
her “that’s strange, you turned right on tuesday and left yesterday”
me “Oh, but I get to the same street?”
her “What street is that?”
me “Military”
her “Oh!”
So obviously today I didn’t take Military.
fjdks;fjkdsa
good luck