Kiss my ass, lady!!

I'll admit that I was out in my husband's shirt tonight. There aren't many shirts left that fit over everything now, and they're pretty much all in the wash. And I think most of us are aware that I have short hair. But REALLY.

I was at the Barnes & Noble enjoying a well-deserved night out when this lady, mid-to-late 40's came along. She sat an elderly lady in a chair and made some crack to me and the kid that was sitting there not to let the lady get too rowdy. Okay. Can I get back to reading my book now?

Anyway, then she says, "Especially HIM." And she gestures at ME. "He's in a St. Paul's shirt." Then she gestures at the elderly lady and says, "She's *from* St. Paul's."

All right. First of all, lady, my boobs are swiftly approaching a D cup. I don't care how boyish the shirt I'm wearing is, I HAVE BOOBS. BIG ONES. W-T-F?

Second of all, *I'm* from St. Paul's too. It's a big parish. Fuck off.

PS - I apologize to anyone who's offended by my dropping the F-bomb right next to the name of my church.

[MsSteak]

Maybe she had bad eyes?

You're way too sexy to be a boy, lily. SHE needs glasses.

[Mrs. Love Knight]

Crazy old lady

[Chinacat Sunflower]

[The Persian Bambina]

You should have hit her in the face with a dictionary.

[Kozmique]

or with your bazooms

Someone at another board said I shoulda flashed her. Maybe, but there was a kid sitting there. I mean I'm sure he would've been fascinated, but I don't think his mom would've been amused when she heard.

I have heard one of the first signs of Alzhiemers is the confusion of being able to say She/he, Him/her.........

[Mad Max]