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Right now I have to walk my kids to school. Normally they're bused but they have a policy that states when you reach a certain grade you have to live outside of a certain distance in order to take the bus. Otherwise you have to wait for an empty seat (which is what I must do.) Anyway, I walked my girls to school this morning as I have every morning and on the way home I dealt with the stupidest male on the planet or the most ignorant (not sure which yet, maybe both).
So here I was walking down the sidewalk at 8 in the morning, wearing jogging pants, my favorite hoodie and using my cane. Uber sexy attire at 8 in the morning I know. I still wasn't fully awake because as far as I'm concerned, conversation of the verbal kind should not occur before noon if you want to be coherent.
At the crosswalk a red pickup truck pulls to the corner, blocking my way. So I do the nice thing (instead of what I really wanted to do which was curse him out for being an idiot and nearly hitting a woman with a stroller. not me, another pedestrian) Luckily she made it the rest of the way across the road before things got really interesting. Anyway, so I smile at the driver indicating that he can go ahead and I'll cross when he's gone. Does he move? No! Instead, he rolls down his window and asks, "Are you working?"
The first thought that went through my mind was, 'Working what? I'm waiting to cross the street you observant moron.' However, I actually said, "Do I look like I'm working?" I mean cripes, I know prostitutes in my area don't want to be noticed but since when is jogging pants and a hoodie attractive hookerwear?
He stared at mean and I continued, "WTF dude? i'm standing here in jogging pants, a hoodie and walking with a fucking cane! maybe... if i was dressed like a hooker, walked like a hooker and actually WAS a hooker i might sleep with your sorry ass, even then you couldn't afford me."
Promptly he sped off and I laughed the entire way home thinking just how stupid some people are.
