This has been a strange day so far, I stopped into this health food place here to get some herbs and was groped and propositioned by the owner....I guess I would be flattered in a way usually, but the fact that she is definitely old enough to be my mom just didn't seem quite right
. I told her that I was seeing someone so that got her off my back for a while, this is going to be one of those days....

Flattery is nice. Except when the circumstances are creepy. The last pickup line I heard (and in the parking lot of a skeevy gas station no less, by a man who had no determinable teeth) was 'is your hair real'?
I'm with ya on the weirdness. Yeah.