There are a number of interesting characters in our neighborhood. Today I had a brief encounter with one in our bodega.
Odd woman: Hey, is you’re name Harold?
Me: Ummm nope sorry.
Odd woman: You look like Harold.
Odd woman: I gave Harold head once.
Long awkward pause
Me as deadpan as I can: Harold’s a lucky man.
Odd woman goes to give me a high-five and I leave her hanging as I walk out.