Outfit #9
As much as I am not a huge fan of this outfit, apparently creepy older men seem to like it. I was walking to work yesterday morning (I take my pictures at night and post them the next day), just taking my normal route: get off the bus, say hi to the newspaper guy, smile at the older gentleman that I always pass. But wait- why is that older gentleman just standing there on the sidewalk? Seemingly waiting for me. Oh man. As I got closer he smiled and said ‘since we always pass each other, I thought I might as well introduce myself’. We exchanged handshakes and first names and I thought to myself, what a lovely and polite person. Then he gave me his card, and I just assumed he was a salesman. And then he told me to call him, so I assumed he was an insurance salesman. However, as I looked at the card- he is not in sales at all and –get this- he scribbled his cell number on the back. So I have dubbed him ‘creepy card guy’. And no, I’m not planning on calling him.
As much as I am not a huge fan of this outfit, apparently creepy older men seem to like it. I was walking to work yesterday morning (I take my pictures at night and post them the next day), just taking my normal route: get off the bus, say hi to the newspaper guy, smile at the older gentleman that I always pass. But wait- why is that older gentleman just standing there on the sidewalk? Seemingly waiting for me. Oh man. As I got closer he smiled and said ‘since we always pass each other, I thought I might as well introduce myself’. We exchanged handshakes and first names and I thought to myself, what a lovely and polite person. Then he gave me his card, and I just assumed he was a salesman. And then he told me to call him, so I assumed he was an insurance salesman. However, as I looked at the card- he is not in sales at all and –get this- he scribbled his cell number on the back. So I have dubbed him ‘creepy card guy’. And no, I’m not planning on calling him. 
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