there are two sides to every story.
like, i'm telling all my friends about how i ran down the street and almost hit a car, and got all wierded out that the guy roared at me...
meanwhile the guy is telling all his friends about how he was driving down the street, not really paying attention and when he looked up this blond chick was just strolling down the middle of the street...and how he didn't want to hit her but she just didn't look up so he didn't know what to do...And then she got out of the way and as he was driving past he leaned out the window and roared at her...
and isn't it just such a small world, when all this takes place in regina, and the guy happens to be friends with a friend of your who lives in winnepeg, manitoba...
he described me as "a tallish blond chick, walking with her hands in her pockets, head down, kinda in her own little world."
yep, that sounds about right.
2 comments:
Suzy. That is absolutely hilarious! I can just imagine a man roaring out of his window like he's a lion, and you just getting super-startled, then laughing your head off at the situation; especially when you both know a friend in Winnipeg! Yowza.
hey that friend in winnipeg is ME!!!! yay
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