Walking home from the bank this morning, I passed an old lady who was toddling along with a full bag of groceries in each hand - and not the regular disposable stretchy plastic bags either but those big foldable reusable ones that you buy for a couple bucks.
"Good morning," I said. "May I carry one of your bags for you?"
She looked at me, horrified, and said stiffly, "No thank you."
Clearly I must look like the kind of guy who would rape an old lady and steal all her cat food.
I never imagined I would look like the kind of guy who would rape an old lady and steal all her cat food but hey, I've been wrong before. Maybe I should have shaved this morning.
"Okay," I said. "Have a good day." Then I kicked my legs back into second gear and left her in my dust.
Ten minutes later, The Baroness informs me that, "Elsie says she's sorry."
"Who's Elsie?"
"Our next door neighbor. She says she's sorry she was rude to you but she didn't recognize you until she saw you walking up our driveway."
Well the joke's on Elsie. Because I didn't recognize her either.
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2 comments:
well. now you'll HAVE to inviter her to tea. you know that, don't you? lol love the pict, what a nutty cat.
I can't say I blame Elsie for being overly cautious. In these tough economic times, many an upstanding citizen has been reduced to raping old women and eating their cat food for sustenance.
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