I met a really, um lets see..."interesting" lady at the park today. Jason went to preschool with her little guy, so we weren't exactly strangers, but we're not bffs either. The conversation got weird. I mean "interesting" (I'm working on eliminating judgmental words from my vocabulary. She began telling me how canned soups have arsenic in them (really?), and how they give men man boobs (really??). And that her husband already kind of has man boobs, but he doesn't want any more.
It was weird. I mean interesting (and by "interesting" I really mean weird).
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