That is all that is going through my mind right now.
I am waiting at Panera (a restaurant next to work) for Sean to pick me up. He needed the car for young mens tonight. I started catching up on blog reading when a very friendly man came in and sat right next to me. This man is probably in his later 50s. He is still sitting close and staring. A few minutes ago, we may have had this conversation.
Him "Hey angel"
Him "Is that one of them laptop things?"
Me(not feeling like talking to this man at all) "Yep"
Him "Well, I have always wanted one of those"
Me(thinking he is going to take it and my purse) "They are nice to have"
Him "To be honest, I would rather have you sitting on my lap"
WHAT WHAT WHAT did you just say????? Sean, get here faster!!!
He then got mad at me and left the seat right next to me to the one across from me. He said that I wasn't very good at conversations. Hmmmm that's odd, especially since I am sitting here with headphones in my ears typing-- what makes him think I am up for conversation about sitting on his lap?