The other day I had an experience that really shook me. I was on Long Island, a good 200 miles from home, and decided to venture out to an AMP. I parked right out in front of the building figuring as an out-of-towner, what are the chances of running into someone I know. Well, as I was leaving the place, I step out onto the sidewalk, and there stands a woman that I've known for years. The kicker is she's from my home town and is someone I can't stand. A real bitch, and ugly to boot. Well, the little amount of hair I have left on my head is a mess, I smell like baby oil, and I assume it was pretty obvious where I was cumming from. I do some quick thinking and say I'm coming out of the business that shares the door with the AMP. As luck would have it, that's where she's going!. It's a fucking sewing center store! She starts asking me all these questions about what the store is like and it becomes apparent that I have no idea what I'm talking about when she starts asking me about fabrics and other shit. Being I've always tried to cut any conversation with her short, I quickly leave saying I have to get back to my hotel and finish some work. It just goes to show ya, its a small world out there, so be careful at all times!
OUCH!!! that sounds like a sticky situation!
Although I had to laugh at the part where you had to discuss sewing and fabrics! LOL
Nice 'situational awareness' bro! hahaha