So, we are out for a little while today driving around in the nice weather. We pull into a park in Whiteland and this guy in a truck...he's 30 or so...gets out and comes over to my wife.
"Cindy?"
My wife: "What?"
"Are you Cindy?"
"No"
"You look just like her. I went to high school with her. Sorry"
Then he leaves.
So...on Mother's Day, a 20-something mistakes my wife for one of his high school flames. At least 40 years off.
My wife was thrilled, of course. Big smile on her face.
She said "Wow! What do you think of that?!!!"
I said: "I was about to get out of the truck and break his red and white cane, then put a bullet in his guide dog!"
The bruises should go away in a week or so. Maybe longer with the Plavix.
"Cindy?"
My wife: "What?"
"Are you Cindy?"
"No"
"You look just like her. I went to high school with her. Sorry"
Then he leaves.
So...on Mother's Day, a 20-something mistakes my wife for one of his high school flames. At least 40 years off.
My wife was thrilled, of course. Big smile on her face.
She said "Wow! What do you think of that?!!!"
I said: "I was about to get out of the truck and break his red and white cane, then put a bullet in his guide dog!"
The bruises should go away in a week or so. Maybe longer with the Plavix.
