Look At This Madness

I'm sitting here at work messing with my Mac photo booth when two girls around my age walk in. Instantly my composure changes. I say my usual "hello, let me know if I can help you with anything" and stare into the soul of my laptop screen appearing to look busy. "How much is this night stand?" one of them asks. At this moment, I realized I have officially become socially awkward with fellow females of my age group. How do I interact with these strange creatures? Why do I feel like they are watching my every move? I walk over to check the front of the night stand when to my surprise I hit my head on the window. Ow. "theres a window there" I comment, trying my best to be "cool". I think it worked because they both laughed. The nightstand although in a set, could be sold separately for $85.00. Out of their price range apparently. I say sorry about that and awkwardly walk back to my safety zone at the counter when again, they ask about a price on...

I was outside of the vintage store I am working at watering the plants when he walked past and said good morning. I kindly smiled and returned the casual conversation, "good morning." a few minutes later he walked by and began telling me something, "Yesterday a white guy calls me nigger and what do I do? I turn around and punch him. well after that he began running and who's the one who gets written up by the cop? Me. He got off on everything. you know, people better be careful what they say around here. I tell my girlfriend to expect the unexpected in every situation." "I'm sorry to hear that."  "Well anyway, you have a good day, God bless."                                                               "You have a good day too." Whether or not his story is true, it disgusts me to know there are still individuals who lo...