Walking home from the grocery store last night, and I see this older, teeny (shorter than me), quite dapper looking - little vest and tie and a newsboytype cap - man standing next to the bushes near my building, smoking a cigarette. He caught my eye as I passed and he exclaimed "Good evening! How are you?!" and then did a little curtsy move, waving with his cigarette hand. I smiled back and said "GOOD!" and kept walking and I heard him reply...something. Could have been one of 3 things:
1. You are the best!
2. You have breasts!
3. You are blessed!
I really thought he said #3 so that's my story and I'm sticking to it.
I don't think he would have just said #1, what does that mean? The best at what? And how does he know? And he didn't have a look of a dirty old man so I don't think it was #2. I got another old guy near the grocery store corner to say that kind of thing to me - one time during the summer he said "your ta-tas are like porcelain teacups". I felt like shoving him to the ground but I just rolled my eyes and kept going. So anyway ...
I am blessed!! The little dapper man said so! YAY for me!!
If anyone says that to you again you can say "and you are old enough that I am sure your snake has shrunk to the size of an inch worm". Although creepy, porcelain ta-tas do sound nice though!!
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I bet the Universe would also tell you you're blessed... :-)
ReplyDeleteAnd they aren't so much teacups as jumbo lattes from Starbucks!! Hee hee...
ReplyDeleteAnd to the second comment,the Universe thinks I'm blessed AND FAT!!
ReplyDeleteBodacious ta-tas!!
ReplyDeleteNice that its my parents who called them bodacious ta-tas! LOL!
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