Hot stuff

Well.
Yesterday was fun. I have to say, I had I think about the best customer service day, EVER. Everyone was super nice whatever store I went to.
Lol, except the thrift store.

I go to thrift stores a lot, my Mom has been going since I don't know when, her Mom even owned one in the Chicago suburbs about 10 years ago.

But, well anyhoo, I was with my Mom, and we were shopping at the Unique, and I'm going through the aisles as usual, and this black Guy comes up to me...

I am usually way too oblivious to even know anything that's going around me...but here he is, shopping through the ladies shirts, right next to me, singing on the top of his lungs, Hot Stuff. After a few lines, he would look at me, saying "That's for you", Over, and Over again.

Okay, I'm not that oblivious...So I shop a little longer, where he keeps on "bumping into me" in random aisles.

We leave, where he says "Aw man, it's your time to go, you have a great day, lovely miss" I mumbled back a "You too"

When we were walking back to our car, my Mom asked, "So Evie, how many times on a daily basis do guys sing love songs to you?" ...


That's my day. Just to all my friends who know how oblivious I am with this.. That's what happened, and I actually got the memo! I actually did!! Hahaha