that’s fine. whatever.

Location: In line at the Honey Farms on Highland Street
Date: Today at 12:20pm
Culprit: Some random dude around 22, sideways Yankees hat, baggy pants, limited edition sneaks, bedazzled hoodie. You know the type.

Me: (to clerk) Can I get a pack of American Spirits yellow?

Random Guy: American Spirits… those are cigarettes?

Me: Yeah.

[Pause]

Random Guy: Damn, girl. Can I get in touch with your spirit?

Me: Wow.

Me: That’s one for the books.

This entry was posted by AnnMarie at 1:11 pm on April 22nd, 2008
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