Ok, so I was doing a "good deed" for my sister and stopping at the dollar store on the way home from work to pick up some garage sale sticker labels for her...yeah...NEVER DOING THAT AGAIN!
*SCENE*
Em is browsing the dollar store aisles looking for an impossibly small and obscure item. A large man approaches, who will now be know as "Creeper". She is wearing a summer dress and strappy black platform sandals.
Creeper: "Nice shoes"
Em: "Umm thanks." (thinking - hmm...gay maybe?)
Creeper: "What size feet do you have?"
Em: (becoming more disturbed and trying to increase the space between herself and the Creeper) "An 8 or 8.5 maybe."
Creeper: (displaying shocked surprise) "No way! They look way smaller!"
*Uncomfortable pause for Em...Creeper is seemingly unaffected*
Creeper: "Can I touch them? I used to be a physical therapist."
Em: (!!!!!!! Was that before or after you were arrested for molesting people's feet??? !!!!) "NO!"
*Em beats a hasty retreat from the Creeper and dollar store, never to return again*
!!!!! Way to get away from that situation my friend... Way WEIRD.
ReplyDeletewow!!!
ReplyDeleteI now have a new rule: no more shopping at dollar stores and no more eye contact with people. EVER!
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what
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F*CK!?
that is unbelIEvably disturbing and disgusting and...wtf? is that his version of a pick-up line???
ughhhh and i thought warsaw owen's creepers were bad!!
poor em!! :( :( i will drive to MD and beat him down!
I think I will wear combat boots from now on with my summer dresses. That will shield my feet from would-be creepers and provide me with a weapon when would-be creepers decided to hit on me and my feet despite them being encased in giant heavy boots!
ReplyDeleteWTF indeed.
HORRIFYING!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteGina
Creepy! Did you even get the stickers?
ReplyDeleteYes, I managed to grab the stickers and run to the checkout counter relatively unscathed (although mentally I was bathing in Clorox)
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