Saturday, March 28, 2015


This morning, before going to the office to feed the dogs, I had to stop by the supermarket for dog food. The cashier - a good looking young man, marked my groceries and, as I added "And a pack of cigarettes, please", looked at me and asked " You're over 18, hmm?"

I laughed all the way to the office. Dude, I'm happy when people think I'm 35. But thanks, it was an innocent flirt and it felt good.


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