Aw hell, I can STILL feel the hair on the back of my neck standing up
every time I think about that old guy in the sports fan store at
the mall I ran into on my lunch hour last year.
Dude is wearing a patsie* hat and I'm shopping for some Steeler gear
when he makes some obnoxious reply to my "I see you there." comment as
we pass in the aisle.
Granted, I spoke first, but he was an A S S...
I was ready to take it outside on the walkway, high heels, skirt and all...and
he knew it too, dagnabit...
Anytime anyone says, "Steeler fan, eh?" when they see my chit, the first thing
I say is: "Yeah, you gotta problem with that?"
Ahhh, I suspect it would be one of the few causes worthy of getting hauled
downtown...
Of course, I'm sure my luck may run out one day, but most guys freak a bit
when I blurt that out and back down...being a member of the wimmin-folk does
have unforeseen advantages at times!
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