People must be getting used to seeing me walk around town. I have not been asked if I'm lost in the last few weeks.
Nope.
What I got a few days ago? A kid at the park pointing and saying loudly to his mother, "Look! It's that street walker!"
~sigh~
ANd he probably does not know what it even means!
ReplyDeleteHAHAHAHA!
ReplyDeleteKids say the darndest things.
Hey--at least you look employed! :)
ReplyDeleteYes, but are you a NIGHT streetwalker?
ReplyDelete(And how much do you charge? Shake that moneymaker, baby!)
I'm night blind. That kinda makes me a sucky street walker...
ReplyDeleteI'm fat and have arthritic hips. That kinda makes me a sucky streetwalker, too. (Although there may be a market for that these days. Who knows?) ;D
ReplyDeleteOh my! Reminds me of the time my eldest daughter was about two years old. My husband was carrying her into an elevator that already was occupied by a very large Samoan gentleman. She looked over my husband's shoulder and said, "You're fat." My husband just about had a heart attack. Fortunately his life expectancy wasn't shortened by the very nice gentleman who intentionally teased her back with a growl that made her giggle. :o)
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