Oh joy...

After Sic got back from picking up his kid from school I took his car to go pick up my boys.  Well, that was my intention anyways.  I made it 2 of the 3 miles I needed to go before reaching our meeting place and ran out of gas.  I made it into the Kmart parking lot and went to call Sic and let him know.  And then I had to walk back.  2 miles.  In flip flops.  In 85 degree weather.  And then while walking in this lovely heat and humidity, and lamenting the fact that any time I've run out of gas I have been wearing very inappropriate walking shoes........I had an older 'gentleman' stop in a parking lot in front of me and ask if he could speak with me for a minute.  I figured he was a Christian or something wanting to talk to me about God...it happens a lot around here.  Our conversation went like this:

Him: "I just wanted to tell you that you look very sexy today."

Me:  "Ummmm, thanks?"

Him:  "Are you busy today?"

Me:  "Just walking home."

Him:  "Oh, do you need a ride?"

Me:  "No thanks"

Him:  "Well, may I just say that your breasts offset your figure very well.  May I ask what size they are?"

Me:  "NO!!!"  and then I proceeded to walk away very quickly.

Seriously, do I LOOK like a fucking PROSTITUTE?!