octoberseven

Last night Allie and I were at a gas station refueling her car, I walk in to pay, and I'm not sure but I think I got hit on by the clerk there. The guy behind the counter, who had obviously bottled blonde hair and spoke in broken English said to me "I like your hair, is nice color". Ok, I know that doesn't mean he was hitting on me, he could have been just complementing my cool hair, but I thought it was funny.