Monday, April 07, 2003  

Sweet Feet

I went out to the grocery store to pick some things up during my lunch break. While I was waiting in the checkout line I noticed a strange-looking man standing behind me, staring intensely at the ground. When he looked up I accidentally broke the number one rule of avoiding weirdos at the grocery store: I made eye contact. Big mistake.

"Pretty feet," he said.

"I like your...urghh.....toes....urghh...mmmm...nice."

Why?! Why does this happen to me? And I never know what to say. Throwing a grocery bag down to cover my feet and yelling, "Pervert!" didn't really seem appropriate. But neither was my response, squeaking out "Ummm...ahhh...thanks!” and turning back around really fast. I am such a chicken.

My feet feel violated. I can't wait until 6:00 when I can go home and put on some socks.....

| posted by Mary | 4/07/2003 04:53:00 PM
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