Oh joy...
After Sic got back from picking up his kid from school I took his car to go pick up my boys. Well, that was my intention anyways. I made it 2 of the 3 miles I needed to go before reaching our meeting place and ran out of gas. I made it into the Kmart parking lot and went to call Sic and let him know. And then I had to walk back. 2 miles. In flip flops. In 85 degree weather. And then while walking in this lovely heat and humidity, and lamenting the fact that any time I've run out of gas I have been wearing very inappropriate walking shoes........I had an older 'gentleman' stop in a parking lot in front of me and ask if he could speak with me for a minute. I figured he was a Christian or something wanting to talk to me about God...it happens a lot around here. Our conversation went like this:
Him: "I just wanted to tell you that you look very sexy today."
Me: "Ummmm, thanks?"
Him: "Are you busy today?"
Me: "Just walking home."
Him: "Oh, do you need a ride?"
Me: "No thanks"
Him: "Well, may I just say that your breasts offset your figure very well. May I ask what size they are?"
Me: "NO!!!" and then I proceeded to walk away very quickly.
Seriously, do I LOOK like a fucking PROSTITUTE?!