Tonight, after eating at Fazoli's, I went to Wal-Mart with Doug because we both needed to re-stock on a few things. Typically, my trips to buy food/Dr Pepper/whatever is rather boring. This trip was special though, and it was all because of one little kid.
As Doug and I walked through the guantlet of the main aisles, we passed by a young boy being led by his mother. This kid had to be four at the oldest. The only reason I even gave the kid a second glance was because he seemed to be staring at me intently. He had a strange smile on his face, as if he had seen something incredible. Naturally, I was a little confused.
Almost immediately after we passed the kid, I heard a small voice cry out. "Mom," it exclaimed, "that man has girl's hair!"
I stopped, turned around in the aisle, and just looked at the kid. I couldn't help but laugh because the kid was still staring at me. The mother, who I can only assume was mortified at her child's exclamation, never even slowed her pace.
As Doug had pulled slightly ahead of me when this happened, he didn't hear it. When I told him, he practically collapsed in the middle of an aisle with laughter.
Posted by Randy at October 21, 2005 08:32 PM | TrackBack