So...I went home for the weekend, but I wanted to contribute somehow. I went to a bar in my hometown with cousins, aunts, uncles, parents...the works. And as I was leaving, some greasy looking guy comes up to me, gives me his business card (complete with his myspace address), and says to me, "You've got a really interesting face, in a good way." Whatever that means...how am I supposed to take that? Not, "You're pretty", or anything like that. "You've got a really interesting face, you look really Victorian." ??? Okay. And then he says, "If you ever think of doing any modeling, give me a call, blah, blah, blah". Yeah, okay, thanks, Tony Soprano. Will do, Weirdo.
That's my story from the weekend so far. Just goes to show that you never know what kind of 40 year old is going to hit on you; But you do know, no matter, what kind of crazy, it's going to be an interesting story.
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