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T and I had a relatively successful shopping trip today. (I don't like to shop, but sometimes it becomes necessary). T needed several things for her upcoming looooong trip to camp, and I needed a dress for a black-tie shindig on Friday. Miraculously, in the space of a few hours, I got a dress and shoes and T got most of what she says she needs for camp.

We left the mall and walked in the 90 degree heat and humidity out to our car. We were almost to the car when I thought I heard someone trying to get our attention. As I turned my head to see 2 hicks climbing into their big ol' truck, one of them shouted, "show us your tits." I suppose I could have misunderstood him, but as I told T, their shit-eating grins suggested that I'd heard them just fine.

It's often fun when people mistake T and I for sisters, or even friends, but not so much when the person making the mistake is a country bumpkin who isn't ready to concede that May is over and who doesn't bother to think before opening his mouth.

Full post as published by Just Playin on June 08, 2008 (boomark / email).