Nothing Personal but She Really Likes You

If she runs into you, a perfect stranger, in a coffee shop or a boutique, she really wants to meet you. Because she really likes you. Why? Because You. Are. Awesome. Unless of course you are concealing a weapon, in which case, keep walking. McDonald's is just down the street. Full of children.

But back to you. Do you not know how awesome you are? Just look at you! Chances are high she's coveting your shoes, belt, bag, or shirt. She loves that stuff. Plus you are a whole uncharted galaxy to her. Where do you come from? What do you do? And by the way you're children, if you happen to be with them, are adorable. Don't worry about what the youngest one just did. Been there so many times.

She doesn't care if you're not really wealthy. In fact, she has always found wealthy people to be skittish and sometimes even rude. As if she wants something from them. As if! No, she doesn't want anything from anybody. Money is just a facade when it gets out of the house. It's the clothes, the hair, the bod, the make up, the car. And all that is fine and dandy. But it isn't you, or them, or anybody. She wants to talk to you, not your shoes, although they are really very cute. Seriously though, don't you agree? Money is really good at heating the house, buying the food, clothing the children, and all sorts of other useful things. But once it gets out of the house, well, it tends to get a little showy.

Speaking of getting out of the house, she is just happy about doing just that, which is why she has that sappy smile on her face. And she's been around children all day, so please, PLEASE, talk to her.

Pathetic ramblings about pathetic ramblings she wants to have with you, that is how she does it.