This is getting ridiculous. Today was one of the first really warm and lush days of Spring and if you'll recall from my old blog, I'm about to tally my fair share of goofballs.
Why do men look out the side window to see who is next to them and women don't?
Why do men act like idiots trying to get your attention when they are in the car and know that in one minute you're just going to take off anyway?
Maybe they don't have the courage to simply talk to women in real life. I don't know...
But this morning I was minding my own business at the intersection when a dude in a swanky black BMW pulls up next to me with his window down and is making all these weird motions to me out of the corner of my eye and wanting my attention.
"Oh please." I thought. "Really?" I'm sure he would never do that if it were any place else other than at the light.
I do not have the name Kobe Beef written across my forehead, but you sir definitely have the name Chicken written across yours.