Completely off topic: So yesterday Jimmy and I went on the hunt for a pepper mill. And experienced our usual neo american retail fail. Started at Sears because Jimmy thinks its funny now; to walk in, ask for an item, be told "no we don't have that" and then walk out empty handed. But forward, During our pepper mill death march I was stopped in the lane waiting for traffic to pass so I could cross over the parking lot to P 1 imports (also a fail). One of the cars I was waiting to pass by, turned on its signal to turn down the lane I was stopped in. The guy must have thought I was hogging the road (even though he had plenty of room to turn in) because as he drove past me he honked his horn to get my attention and then flipped me off. Normally this kind of behavior would ruin my day. But this guy was a bridge troll..... I swear..... An honest to god.. bridge troll. He was very stout and hunched over. His head was the same height as the steering wheel and enormous. His car was ancient and rusty. Nothing on him was NOT wrinkled. He lifted an enormous fist and then flipped me the bird with the fattest, stubbiest finger I have ever seen. All the time growling and gnashing his teeth at me. He was being as angry and intimidating as he could be and all I could do was.... laugh. I mean...... I was just flipped off by a grimms fairy tale character! Instead of ruining my day, it turned the whole pepper mill quest into a surreal adventure that included angry bridge trolls.
Too many mushrooms in College? Maybe. But I think the moral of the story is..... If you look and act like something from 'Three Billy Goats Gruff', NO ONE is going to take you seriously.... so, be nice.
Too many mushrooms in College? Maybe. But I think the moral of the story is..... If you look and act like something from 'Three Billy Goats Gruff', NO ONE is going to take you seriously.... so, be nice.