Monday, April 4, 2011

This Kid...

Okay.  So I was at an Old Navy near my house (well, apartment) and I was buying jeans.  So I take a couple of pairs and go to the fitting room and try them on.  I look in the mirror and choose which one fits me best and I open the door so I can show my mom and my sister.  I call my mom over and ask her how the jeans looks.  She looks at me and then calls my sister over because she has a LOT better fashion sense than my mom.

So my sister comes over and looks at the jeans and then says that they look fine, but then asked whether they were the right size or not.

Sigh.  Sadly, I had gotten a little more wider if you will, so I told her that I needed an inch up, and that if she could get it for me.

And all this time, there was this kid just standing there, looking at me.  A 6 or 7 year old kid and he was just staring at me and my pants while eating his chips.  My sister and I noticed a while back that he was there and we had already passed each other a glance saying wow, this kid is a little freaky.  So my sister turns to this kid and asked him if I looked good.  I didn't think he was going to respond, but the kid makes a face that pretty much says Eh, I don't really like it while mixing it a little with a Yuck, why the hell would he buy that? face.  My sister then asked whether I should get a lighter or darker pair of jeans.  The kid took like a minute and a half while eating his chips just standing their, being quiet.  My sister thought he wasn't going to say anything, and she almost turned away when the kid says

"lighter"


Of course we didn't listen to him and i tried on a pair of darkish jeans that looked pretty good.  So yeah, I bought those pants, and the kid was still a little freaky.  I mean, why would you stare at a guy who's a lot older than you while he's trying on pants.

*Shudders*

Well, I think I've exposed enough of my life for today.

-That Random Guy


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UPDATE:

Oh yeah, and 3-26-11 was my birthday!  Yeah, it's kinda late now, but oh well.  I had an injury to deal with.

And no, I will not reveal my age because I'd like to keep it a secret. (Oh, the suspense!)

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