Today, I was pumping some gasoline into my car,
and I hear this...
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Man: Kayla. ... Kayla. ... Kayla! ... kayla! ... Kayla!!
KAYLA!
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I am on the phone with Perry,
having the hardest time trying to concentrate,
and saying to myself,
"Damn, Kayla answer this guy! He's annoying."
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Then, I realize he's getting a lot closer to me,
and is literally screaming in my ear, "KAYLA!"
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I'm getting so annoyed.
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He finally gives up for a bit,
and walks back to his car.
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A minute later,
I am off the phone with Perry,
and look toward him,
he's looking directly at me.
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"Kayla. Kayla! Kayla!! Are you ignoring me, Kayla?"
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I glance around.
Think, "this man's talking to me?"
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Him: "Kayla? Hello, Kayla?"
Me: "Excuse me, Sir, please stop calling me Kayla, that's not my name."
Him: "Oh, different girl."
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Then, he walks away.
no apology for making me deaf,
no giggle for mistaking me for the wrong person,
just oh, see ya!
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I get into my car,
a little angry at first,
because someone was just screaming at me for 5 minutes,
then I cannot stop laughing.
[I'm actually laughing right now.]
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He drives around me,
and waves like were b.f.f.
and his wife [or girlfriend] gives me a dirty look.
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Thanks, KAYLA!
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p.s. I stole some of the formatting from my dear friend, p. dub.
she's the best blogger in the whole world.
I wish my blog was exactly like hers.
