Adventures of a Mall Rat

I am often amazed at the things that I witness when I go to the mall.

Yesterday's excursion was certainly no exception.

Ok first of all we saw this guy wearing a blue and yellow pimp suit. Complete with polyester, a tie, fedora, & shades; the works. And this wasn't a young guy mind you. The first thing I thought [and whispered to my best friend], was a line from Tyler Perry's "Media Goes to Jail."

I couldn't help myself.

"Get the hell outta here in that country suit lookin like you from AGUSTA!"

haha. If you've never seen that movie/play, you won't get the refrence and you won't find it funny, but you need to go watch it. Seriously though.

THEN! We kept on seeing these two skinhead dudes. They had shaved heads and were both wearing muscle shirts that showed off arms covered in cheap tattoos. One was kinda short and buff while his friend was tall and lanky.

Anyway. They were following us, or at least we continued to run into them. Finally though we were stopped in J.C. Penny's looking at prom dresses, when the shorter one came waltzing up all bold and what not and started talking to us.

"Hey ladies. We saw you guys and we were just wondering if you were doing anything later this week?"

I politely declined the offer for the both of us, telling them that we had boyfriends.

He kinda winced and did a little "aw shucks" snap and thanked us as well as asked us to give him credit for asking. The quiet/taller one said "I TOLD you man."

It was hilarious, but I gotta give them props though for having the balls to come up to us and put themselves out there like that. Hey at least it was a compliment to us right? =]

But probably the best occurrence of the day was this:

We were just walking, minding our own business when we heard a man behind us shout out, "BENJAMIN!" We turned and looked to see a well dressed black businessman, laughing and looking at a man that was walking in front of us. This man looked back like he knew the guy, laughed and acknowledged him, but continued walking.

Weird.

They continued this SEVERAL TIMES. When I say several, I'm being kind. The man kept on yelling out Benjamin and finally a couple of times my best friend replied "Franklin."

It was like our own game of ghetto Marco Polo.

Then, on our way out, a big truck with an extended cab was sitting in the parking lot and three young guys were in the back seat looking out the rear window at us.

Next time you decide to GAWK at two pretty girls that would never give you the time of day, make sure your windows are tinted LOSERRR!

You looked like idiots.