alittlebrowndog: Flower Purse

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I came across this site because Viv told me about a friend's "must see" Blog - which I finally found because it's 'dot' not "@" blogspot.com.

I somehow ended up with my own Blog but I had no idea what the heck to do said Blog. I decided on it's original content whilst chatting with a guy I met online who I called The Lounge Singer. He thought I was funny and suggested that I write my witticisms down.

It started out with me pecking away at the keyboard for the sake of posterity. Eventually, it took on a new life and it morphed into a Blog of my online dating experiences.

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NOTE: Should you find yourself the subject of one of my essays, don't get all jerked up. Stand up, smile and be proud that you made such an impression on me - because it's not easy.

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Sunday, November 26, 2017

Flower Purse

I walked into Trader Joe's wearing jeans, a flannel shirt and distressed red Chucks. The big. shiny, fancy flowered purse that hung on my arm definitely clashed with this ensemble but that's pretty much how I dress all the time.

I was slowly making my way to the TJ Frosted Flakes when I realized someone was talking to me. She was one of two Russian ladies dressed up like they were going to a tea party.

Lady: [Speaking with thick Russian accent]: "I lave your baahg."

Me:[Smiling]: "Oh! Thank you!"

Russian lady: "Whhhere deed you get eet? Eetalee?"

Me: [Thinking momentarily about telling the truth or a fib]: No. Alabama.
The truth was funnier to me

Russian lady: [looking insulted] oh.

I smiled as I walked away. Then I thought that I should've mentioned how inexpensive it was.

She avoided me the rest of the time I was at the store...