missfire

So yesterday I wwas having a ricotta cheese craving and so I went to the store to get some. As I walked in to the store through the parking lot (looking very cute in my SG hoodie) some guys in a beat up explorer drove by. They stopped and the passenger looks out the window (I'm right next to the gas guzzler at this point) and says "How ya feelin', baby?" I ignored him, nobody calls me baby. 'Specially if I don't know you.... And then he says "Fuck you too you fat bitch!" Now presumably, if you thought someone was a fat bitch, you wouldn't hit on them in the first place. Or at least I wouldn't. I was a little annoyed (I'm not fat. Curvy, yes. A bitch, yes. But not fat.) But I just did my shopping and hummed TLC's No Scrubs to myself while I did it. And I still love Ricotta.