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As I walked from the 358 to work this morning (past Fluevog - temptation!) I passed a couple of teenage girls. I heard one of them say, "Hey! There's that woman!" She tried to get my attention. 'Uh oh,' I thought.
She persisted. "Ma'am?"
I started to turn around.
"Sir?"
Said I, as civilly as I could manage, "Yeees?"
Silence.
I turned around and continued on my way. A few seconds later I heard giggling.
With idiots like that to deal with every day, no wonder kids show up at Lambert House.
She persisted. "Ma'am?"
I started to turn around.
"Sir?"
Said I, as civilly as I could manage, "Yeees?"
Silence.
I turned around and continued on my way. A few seconds later I heard giggling.
With idiots like that to deal with every day, no wonder kids show up at Lambert House.
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Date: 2012-08-23 09:33 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2012-08-24 06:47 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2012-08-24 03:23 pm (UTC)From:Maybe we can film an update to "That Girl" called "That Woman" starring you!
;)
*hugs*
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Date: 2012-08-25 12:52 am (UTC)From:"I was in a hurry last time. Did you have a question for me, honey?" and chat them up. Let them see you as a person and they'll see you as your super wonderful self. :)
besides, less jail time for chatting than smacking upside.