"You are stunningly beautiful."
I look up from the newspaper I'm reading. "What?"
"I said, You're stunningly beautiful," and the man with the cane turns away and walks toward his bus stop.
"Thank you," I say. A minute later I feel like a jerk because I realize I've said "thank you" in a tone that implies I hear that sort of thing all the time. So I give him a reassuring smile as I walk by him.
I hope he didn't think I was rude.
5 comments:
Wow. That HAD to feel so damn good.
Congrats to you!
Thank you! It did feel good.
Wow! That's brilliant!
When someone gives you a compliment like that, there's nothing you can say besides Thank you. I'm sure he took it as intended. But I can understand being nonplussed getting a compliment like that out of the blue. Bound to have made your day, though.
Many years ago, I agreed to be a sandwichboardman on behalf of a friend.
He'd rented an old shop for the first two weeks in December, hoping to sell Christmas trees and kids' bikes.
As I braved the chilly wind, with two flaps of hardboard chafing my flesh to sores that didn't heal till February, a builder cried coarsely from a scaffold, 'you f*cking w*anker!'
I've never looked back.
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