The other day, I ran to the store to pick up a few things for The Other Half's Big Birthday dinner.
Not to bad considering I only needed a few items. I was completely and utterly exhausted after working a 12 hour night-shift that some how turned into a 14 hour night shift with a 2 hour commute, but that in itself is another story.
Overheard while placing my groceries from my shopping cart to the register was: "I make loads of money....And since my wife and I are newly divorced, meeting new women has been harder than I thought." Me, I'm thinking, "Really because I'm sure your appearance has nothing to do with it!"
Man was 50 something, almost totally bald, dress shirt- nice shirt by the way, buttoned down, one button to low, sort looks like Chewbacca, 2 thick gold chains wearing sweat pants--too loose and too short, and a pair of black socks with navy blue crocs.