blonds.
Let's look at the other end of the spectrum. Like the day I told the Walmart greeter that asked how I was. I told him I had a nasty cocaine hangover and my girlfriend had told me she's pregnant.
The woman behind me stuck her nose into it and asked me how old my girlfriend is.
I looked at her and cheerfully told her "I'm helping her get her driver's license next week, however old that is."
Pavlov was right. I just HAD to say that.
It's a case of instinctively giving an answer to leave someone outraged and someone else amused.
Needless to say, the Walmart guy was quite amused.
I have told this story before but it shows I am fairly flexible in what I can pull out of my ass on short notice. It's quite often scary.
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