For some reason I have worry warts today. I seem to be fretting about everything… And to make matters worse, tonight when Ger and I were walking the dog we walked by an old man who mumbled something to us.
I thought he was saying something about the dog (because people often make comments about how cute he is) so I said “pardon me?”
He yelled “I HOPE YOU DIE OF CANCER!”
Wow. What a way to end a night.