I was standing in line at the redbox inside Albertsons the other day. I must have looked stressed or impatient...something. I had a nicely dressed, older woman walk up to me (rather close to my face, if I do say so) and say, "Did you hear about the young doe that came out of the woods all frazzled and worn? She said 'that's the last time I'll ever do that for two bucks!'"
I giggled. But then I thought...she's a dirty old lady. One day, I hope to be just like her.