Earlier this week, I was part of a tour group made up of people from work. We were congregating out on the sidewalk of one of the area stores, waiting for the last stragglers to arrive. Since the tour was going to be outside, we were all dressed like civilians, and looked much like our average customer base. As we were waiting, a customer walked into the middle of our group and asked, "Are you going on a tour?"
"Yes," a few of us replied enthusiastically.
"Oh, how nice! What kind of tour?" she inquired.
"We're going to a local dairy farm," Mike said, smiling. "It's going to be cool."
She paused for a moment and then turned her head away from him.
"Hmm...not interested," she sniffed as she went into the store.
I'm sorry, but...YOU WEREN'T INVITED. What the fuck, lady?
Seriously, who does that? Passes judgment, invites themselves and then declines the non-existent invitation? I almost wish she had been interested...I would have charged her $50 for the ride out. Sheesh.
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