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You talking to me? Or the dog?

Posted on November 03, 2011 by Marna

This morning, I was in front of Camp Canine waiting for an attendant to take Dixie when an elderly black man strolled by with a very tricked-out shopping cart.

“Excuse me goddess,” he said.  I turned and looked at him, the dog, then back to him.  “Could you tell me what time it is?”

I smiled and told him it was 8:50 a.m.  “Thank you.  You and that cute dog have a blessed day,” he replied as he rolled away.

My dog makes me very happy, but being called a goddess does a girl good prior to going to work.  I need to wear my nice ass jeans more often or hang out on skid row in order to get a decent compliment.

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  1. rachael says:

    God Lord woman you are so missed here. Halloween was EPIC took me two days to even surface from the under earth.

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    Marna’s writing career started as a Pentagon intern. Early exposure to $500 toilet seat press releases made her appreciate creative nonfiction. Now she has more than 25 years of senior-level marketing and communications success working with Fortune 100 companies, government, nonprofits, small businesses, startups, and agencies.

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