Last Friday, I was hanging out at Hiberian while waiting to meet up with some friends when something very unusual happened (at least it's unusual for me)
Sitting at the bar sipping a Coke when a lady walks by me on the way back to her seat. She stops, looks at me & says, "You look like my best friend Michael. He's very handsome." and then she walks away.
Now friends & neighbors, I've been called a lot of things over the course of my four score years: Funny, nice, cute, sweet and a few things that weren't so complimentary. But I can count on the fingers of one hand the number of times I've been flat out called "handsome"...and never, ever by a total stranger for apparently no reason at all.
To be completely honest, I totally dug it & quite frankly actually believed it for awhile. And before you ask,no she wasn't drunk, blind or crazy...at least I don't think she was.
So thank you total stranger for brightening my day and boosting my self-esteem at the end of a long, tiring work week.
3 comments:
Ah, the benefits of weight loss. Get used to it.
Wait a second... Four score years? You're EIGHTY YEARS OLD? Wow, that explains a lot.
These types of wonderful random encounters are what make life so interesting and worth-while!
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