My best guy buddy and I were doing some work today. Had to drop some stuff at a storage site. I was totaly drab, wearing a dark maroon polo shirt and beige Dockers, hair pulled back in a low pony tail.
Approaching the gate on the way out there was a woman and her husband heading toward the gate in their pickup truck. I walked over to the box and entered my code but my buddy couldn't get his truck around their pickup. I walked through, they drove their truck in and my buddy pulled ours out.
I had to stop in the offfice and the woman happed to be behind me. With a nod toward our truck she said, "Is he your husband?"
Surprised, I said, "No, my friend."
"He's kind of impatient," she said.
Rather than point out that they were the ones who had been in the wrong, I kinda laughed and said, "Yeah, he's kinda ADHD."
"Good luck with that," she said and gave me a woman-to-woman smile.
"Thanks," I said as I smiled back and headed into the office.
Hugs,
Persephone.
