I was walking through old town yesterday afternoon when an old friend was in town. We passed a guy on the street. He was kind of cute – looked pretty stylish. As I passed him I gave him a little smile. Then I read his t-shirt…
"Smile at me if you are gay"
Oh no! I didn't read your t-shirt before smiling at you. I didn't really mean to smile. I mean, I did, but I didn't. I didn't mean to smile at you once I read your shirt. It had nothing to do with your shirt!!!
OK…I feel better.

1 comment:

Marieeee said...

this has happened to me 5 times in chicago....i've had one guy tell me that he's got a sister for me. AWKWARD!!