When I got home around 5:30 pm I hastily changed from heels to slippers.
Took my triple decker shoes out of its box, hit the road and went to look for a ride to WalterMart.
Then there was this stranger who rode the same tricycle as me.
He was a composed looking guy who at first asked questions regarding the subdivision
and this and that since according to him he was new at the place.
Not to act rude, I answered his queries.
But then he started introducing himself. . .
Then he asked for my number?!?!?!
Which made me mentally think that hey! this guy is trying to hit on me.
So I made up a lie and said that my phone got snatched 2 weeks ago.
But it didn't end up there ! ! ! !
He even insisted to get my e-mail.
So deep inside I was like, "Is this guy dense? Didn't he figure out I'm not interested?"
Instead of speaking out what's on my mind, I played along and gave him a FAKE E-MAIL Address.
Duh?
I'm not that STUPID to give away personal information about myself.
So there.
The usual 2 minuteshort ride seemed to be an eternitydue to this Idiotic Stranger.
Great!
Now, I'm paranoid to go out of the house.