answers...
...are what I seem to be good at giving today. they were obvious answers, too. while giving them, it felt like i was in a seinfeld episode.
Case #1: street corner at helm's bakery, in front of two restaurants. guy in designer leather bomber jacket and super sleek "i'm a movie guy" sunglasses approaches me. whips off the glasses, tussles his hair. "Excuse me, miss. Can you please tell me what my restaurant options are in this area?" I look at him, I look at the two restauarants that essentially surround us, I look back at him. "May I reccomend this place, or that place," I say, "or perhaps that mexican restaurant you can see right there, or that coffee shop down the street." He carefully places his sunglasses back on his face. "Thanks" and then runs off to his friend ***who is wearing a matching bomber jacket*** (lovers, perhaps??) to inform him of their restaurant options.
Case #2: i went to target to get some cat food (yes, this is what my lunch breaks are, sometimes, sad, isn't it?). While walking back to my car, I hear a frazzeled "Excuse me, miss!!!" (hmmm, two "miss's" in one day?) I turn around and this guy runs up to me. Stops. "Can you please tell me where the closest flower shop is??". I look at him thinking that he's late for valentine's day. I tell him there is a shop that I've been to before at Culver + Overland; while it's not near, it's the only one I know of. He then asks me (here's the obvious/seinfeld part) how to get out of the parking lot. "And how can I get out of this parking lot??" he asks. I point to the exit. He says "THANKS!!!" and rushes off.
I am so helpful.
Case #1: street corner at helm's bakery, in front of two restaurants. guy in designer leather bomber jacket and super sleek "i'm a movie guy" sunglasses approaches me. whips off the glasses, tussles his hair. "Excuse me, miss. Can you please tell me what my restaurant options are in this area?" I look at him, I look at the two restauarants that essentially surround us, I look back at him. "May I reccomend this place, or that place," I say, "or perhaps that mexican restaurant you can see right there, or that coffee shop down the street." He carefully places his sunglasses back on his face. "Thanks" and then runs off to his friend ***who is wearing a matching bomber jacket*** (lovers, perhaps??) to inform him of their restaurant options.
Case #2: i went to target to get some cat food (yes, this is what my lunch breaks are, sometimes, sad, isn't it?). While walking back to my car, I hear a frazzeled "Excuse me, miss!!!" (hmmm, two "miss's" in one day?) I turn around and this guy runs up to me. Stops. "Can you please tell me where the closest flower shop is??". I look at him thinking that he's late for valentine's day. I tell him there is a shop that I've been to before at Culver + Overland; while it's not near, it's the only one I know of. He then asks me (here's the obvious/seinfeld part) how to get out of the parking lot. "And how can I get out of this parking lot??" he asks. I point to the exit. He says "THANKS!!!" and rushes off.
I am so helpful.
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