So yesterday I was standing near an old man who was waiting for the right time to make a few announcements when he spoke to me. Important note vital to comprehension here: this man was about 80, as far as I could tell. He asked me if I had a boyfriend (which, for some reason, old people ask me quite often), and when I said no he was incredibly surprised. Then he said, "too bad, I'd be jealous of him." Number one, this is incredibly creepy. Number two, why? And number three, why me???? But apparently, I hold some generic 1940's "beauty" since old people of around that age seem to think I'm perfectly appealing to their eyes. This is just fucking creepy. I hope it never happens again. Maybe I'll take to wearing one of my largest rings on my left ring finger so that people will assume I'm married. I mean, some people have actually thought I'm in my 20's, so maybe it will work. Hopefully. Haha. Well, hopefully no more situations of similar composition will happen for the rest of the week. Well, Sara is coming over in a little while and I need to make sure everything is clean enough.
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