Today at Subway, a guy in line behind me looked me in the eye and said Happy New Year in a creepy way. I didn't think anything of it until 6 hrs later when eating the other half of my Februany 5 dollar foot long. Why would someone say that in Februany?? It rocked my world. I couldn't stop thinking about it.

Then it dawned on me. I was in a hurry and blabbing on my cell phone, he was the guy I walked in front of and didn't open the door for when entering Subway. I felt bad for a second cause that's rare for me, but was too busy to take it in.

I'm convinced this man deliberately planted a seed in my head to either mess with me or make me remember what I did, because nobody says Happy New Year this late in the game. Today, I may have met the smartest man in the world, or just proved that I am the dumbest. I just hope to see him at Subway in July so I can ask him how his Christmas was, then punch him in the face for wasting 4 minutes out of your life. Happy New Year! It goes by quick.

*taken from one of my friends facebook rantings.

 

Maybe he was Chinese.

Kung hei fat choi!

 

Facebook rant: insert bent wrist photo here.