I was just sitting outside of Deluca's on Newbury, eating lunch, and this platinum blond, leather coat-wearing, middle-aged rich woman came up to me and asked me if I knew where 271 Newbury was. Well Deluca's is like 273. I had never seen 271, but i told her that it had to be next door somewhere, and i pointed in the correct direction. I told her she should look to see if it was at the bottom of a staircase.
She then told me that it was a realty place, and that she was unfamiliar with the area (implying, that she was moving here?). Anyway, I said, well, it's probably right there, pointed again, and she said thanks. But then, walked the OPPOSITE DIRECTION, pretended to look at a few address numbers, and continued walking. In the wrong direction.
Chris (username Airbus Industries), at the table next to me then took it upon himself to explain that she wanted to have an affair with me.
She then told me that it was a realty place, and that she was unfamiliar with the area (implying, that she was moving here?). Anyway, I said, well, it's probably right there, pointed again, and she said thanks. But then, walked the OPPOSITE DIRECTION, pretended to look at a few address numbers, and continued walking. In the wrong direction.
Chris (username Airbus Industries), at the table next to me then took it upon himself to explain that she wanted to have an affair with me.
