This morning I ran out of coffee. I went to the gym, then treated myself to a cup of coffee afterwards. Almost immediately after purchasing, I spilled the contents of my cup into my bra... I don't know exactly how I managed to do that. Not down my shirt... literally into my bra, avoiding all contact with my outer clothing.
luckily it was iced and did not scald the living daylight out of me, just made me shiver. and made a really unusual stain on my sports bra.
an old woman with fuchsia lipstick who was ahead of me in line said : Honey, you're pretty.
It's funny how certain tame comments can be creepy, if said by the wrong person. The same goes for potentially creepy comments becoming tame if said by the right person.
she had grey hair pulled back in a tight bun, with one hand she held a cane and the other shook slightly. She repeated her order 3 times , forgetting that she had already asked for her coffee.
the man taking orders asked her how she was doing , she gave him a pained look "I'm falling apart."
he didn't know how to respond, I don't suppose he got that a lot. He told her to drink water because it was going to be a hot day. How do you respond to that? "I'm falling Apart?" How would I respond to that? When she told me I was pretty I told her that she was pretty too.
ps. protective knee tights
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