I had a really strange day today.
Basically everyone I spoke to acted out of character.
Or, if not "out of character" they just said very surprising things.
I complimented a friend on his hair and he told me in no uncertain terms that he would never Ever EVER be wearing his hair like this on purpose.
I said, "Wow that's some strong opinion--Chillax! Just trying to give you a compliment, Broseph."
I didn't actually say it like that. Those were false quotation marks.
I've never called anyone Broseph...
Though I kinda want to, now.
Broseph did see the error of his ways and realize I was just trying to say I liked his hair- not that I was suggesting he should consider changing everything about his life and style because I made a stray comment.... Then he thanked me for the compliment.
"Crazy-Pants-Broseph," that's what they call him.
It's not.
No one has ever called him that.
I faked you out with the quotations again. See, I can use them like that because I am a writer of fiction.
Don't you wish you were a writer of fiction?
Anyway, the day was full of things like that-- and that was just one person and something that I can actually discuss.
but there were lots of situations similar to this today that I can't really talk about.
Just because my life is an open book doesn't mean everyone else's is.
I did see an old artist man in hipster glasses and beret discussing how he could hang an art piece in Starbucks today... that was pretty great. I enjoy the surreptitious people-watching that can be done at Starbucks.
Maybe the next time I see him I'll say, "Hey, Hipster-Beret-Old-Broseph! How's the hanging?"
...or maybe not.
This was really funny. I read it aloud to Josh and he laughed and said it was funny too.
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