What not to say — 9 months ago
Over the weekend I went down to my Dad’s to help with their upcoming move. While down there Dad and I went over to … you might want to sit down for this…
Pittsburg Day!
Pittsburg is a little wide spot in the road close to the little wide spot in the road that they live in. Anyway, Dad and I run over there for the days events. Some of his buddies were playing bluegrass … are you getting a idea what I’m talking about yet?
So we get there and its lots of baked goods, a cake walk inside, a chilli cookoff, the fire department was there showing off their new truck. And a petting zoo that consisted of two, count em. Two goats.
I’m walking about looking at all the baked goods, arts and crafts and actually happen across someone under the age of 70! Not only that, a female someone!
Chica was there at her little table selling… well I have no idea what she was selling exactly. I was too busy talking about her cool Keen shoes and trying to be charming. I’m pretty sure it was something artsy
The conversation went something like this.Me: I’m going to assume your not from around here.
Art Gurl: I’m a actress and artist and I just moved back from New York City.
Me: A actress and artist, so that means your unemployed too?
I thought this was fricking funny as all get out, her… not so much. I followed this up by telling her I was going to go pet the goats, did she want to come with? I’m pretty sure she too that the wrong way as well.
Come on! Actress and artist, so you unemployed as well! Thats just funny.
Like I said, what not to say.
