Maybe it is because I am overly friendly, or maybe it is because I am overly weird, or perhaps it is because I like to blog and therefore perpetuate odd conversation, but I will tell you, people just say weird things to me. Certainly at the grocery store, the gas station, the mall, you name it. And I love it. Unless it's mean. And then I say, "It's ok...I'll just blog about this bastard," and that usually helps me.
I want to start a new segment on the blog about this dialogue phenom but I need a snazzy name so bear with me while I come up with one. "People are Crazy" is accurate but it lacks pizazz.
Here's are week's gems:
Old Navy, Airport Highway:
I am entering, woman is exiting. Don Pablo's is across the street - taunting me.
"It smells like Mexican out here..." says svelte woman with tons of bags.
"Why yes, it does..." I reply with a smile.
HER: "It stinks!"
ME: "It smells delicious!"
Same old Navy, checkout counter:
I am purchasing two scarves because I love them. They just add a nice pop of color and you don't have to commit to a crazy patterned shirt or sweater.
Checkout girl: "I hate scarves."
Me: "I love them! Especially yours at Old Navy!"
CO girl: "I think people that wear scarves look like idiots."
Me: wearing a scarf and buying two. Obviously an idiot.
Costco, last night:
Trying to wield that ginormous cart at checkout, feeling like Mario in big world....
Old Man Greeter: "Enjoy your rotisserie chicken!"
Me: "Yes, I sure will!"
OMG: "My friend keeps moist towelettes in his car so he can rip the legs off those suckers and eat them in the car on the way home."
Me: (internal) 1 - Moist towelettes? Can you just say handy wipes? 2- By "your friend" do you mean yourself? 3 - That is a damn good idea.
Me: (for real) "Ok - thank you!"
OMG: "Get the moist towelettes next time!!!"