First off, I bought some hawt shoes that I'll probably only wear once or twice a year, to go with my new skirt-suit, which I also will likely only wear once or twice a year, but whatever. It is currently that time on the Jewish calendar where I get to wear my suits and hawt shoes, and I should look good doing it, dammit!
So maybe I had a certain glow about me after making my frivolous purchase, or maybe the humidity has been working in my favour, but whatever the reason, I got stopped by a 20 something couple on my way to my car. The guy was a clean cut, bright eyed, pretty boy. The girl was very made-up and stone-faced. They were holding hands.
"Excuse me," began the guy, "but we were just noticing how amazing your skin looks!"
"Huh?" I asked, assuming that my hearing problem was leading me down yet another embarrassing path.
"Your skin!", He continued. "You have a great complexion! What do you use on it?"
So..., they were like..., discussing this? I wondered.
"Uh, Nivea..", I replied, wondering why it was the guy, and not Stone-Face, who was inquiring.
"Oh. So, uh, do you live around here?", the guy then asked.
"Uh, Thornhill", I hesitantly offered up, not sure where this was going.
"Ooooh, are you Jewish?", he asked.
"Right on!", he exclaimed.
It was getting really awkward at this point. "So, are you guys selling products at one of these booths or somethin'...?", I inquired, figuring that this had to be heading towards a sales pitch.
"No, no. We were really just noticing your skin."
"Oh... well... thanks..." I said, giving a half wave and turing my body to walk in the other direction.
So do you think that I passed up a chance at a threesome?