I have this thing where I go places, stores for example, the owner takes a liking to me, drags me all around the store and woos me into trying on certain pieces, then I end up leaving empty-handed. I'm usually consumed with guilt thereon after. Here is this person pulling out every sales stunt in the book to get me to shop and the fact of the matter is: I was merely window-shopping. Ya know? Anyways, after that we stopped at Dunkin' Donuts for an iced caramel latte before heading back to the house to get ready for the event. Long-story-short: one of the workers took a liking to me and offered me the latte for free--if I'd oblige him with a lunch-date the following day. He even threw in a free box of fresh glazed donuts and me, in the midst of all my shyness, responded to his kindness with bashful smiles and giggles. Southern hospitality? I don't know. And while there, this ghetto Asian lady strolls in and proceeded to unleash a caliber of comedy that had me and my twin convinced we were Ice Cube's movie. "Next Friday". I wish I recorded it; a priceless moment, really.
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