I stopped at the apartment complex office this evening to pick up a package. Now, the office for my complex is actually in the complex next door. It is a long story — Riata is a Yuppie Wonderland and it would take forever to explain.
I decided to walk (DESPITE my hideous cedar allergies, which are marginally better today through a combination of steroids and rain), and on the way back to my complex, I came alongside a tired-looking jogger who had just finished his workout.
He was very chatty, and as we walked amiably into the complex, he gestured at my box and said, “Get anything good?”
I kinda had to laugh.
I smiled at him and said, “It’s funny you would ask that today of all days. You see, I am a bellydancer, and I just got a new sword.”
The look on his face was absolutely priceless. I had to giggle. I just had to.
“I bet that is just about the LAST answer you were expecting,” I commented, smiling some more.
He had to admit that yeah, swords werent one of his first guesses.
But the really cool part was that he kept chatting with me, asking if I actually make money doing that and other genuine curiosity questions until we parted ways.
I love Austin. I really do.
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