Imagine an Awesome Title Here: Are You Talking to Me?

Friday, February 13, 2015

Are You Talking to Me?

So I was in the store earlier today, waiting to check-out and minding my own business.

From across the store this guy starts yelling, "Hey! Hey you!"

Everyone turns to look, and I immediately dismiss it because I don't recognize this guy or his friend who was trying to get him to shut up.

Dude keeps yelling. "Hey Blonde Girl! Hey!"

His friend must have been trying to reason with him, as the next outburst that could be heard across the store was, "But I do know her! She works at the library!"

Okay, so now I'm a bit intrigued. I turned around to scope out the people in line behind me, fully expecting to see a coworker there. Nope.

Dude is still going. I finally realize that he might be talking to me. I think I even pointed to myself to confirm that Mr. Yells-a-lot was really addressing me.

He was.

"See? I told you I know her! She works at the library!"

I think I waved back. I don't really remember. I didn't recognize the guy at all, but I really wanted him to shut up and hopefully not follow me out of the store.

I finally made it to the cashier, and he was equally as confused as I was. I felt the need to explain that I didn't really know Mr. Yells-a-lot, and wished the cashier good luck.

And then I left, while Mr. Yells-a-lot was nowhere in sight. No way am I dealing with that when I am not at work.

I've been called a lot of things by patrons, not all of which have been polite or friendly. Blonde Girl, however, is a new one -- one that I don't think anyone else will be using.

Friends, I realize that might be confusing for some of you who don't actually know me. "Blonde Girl" would be a pretty generic reference to say no one else would ever use. While I don't normally participate in the whole selfie scene, I think I have to include one here so you fully grasp today's weirdness.