I live in Cleveland.
It's the end of October.
It's cold here.
And by cold, I mean I had to thaw out my car for a few minutes before I could pull out of my driveway this morning, and then I drove into work with my scarf wrapped around me.
Should I have stopped to get gas last night when it was 30 degrees warmer, there was some light out, and I was completely awake...yes, but, well, you know how that goes....shoulda, coulda, woulda....didn't.
I instead opted to stop this morning, in the dark, half asleep (still grumpy from being awake all night....whole other story, haha), and in the 33 degree Cleveland weather. Good choice Jenna, good choice.
The two people who might legitimately think it was a good choice are the random men who decided that I looked cold and in need of a hug to warm up.
Really??? Yes people, this did happen. One on my way in to the store reached out for me and I kind of stepped away. The other, I was not so lucky.
I was standing in line, shivering a little, Red Bull in hand (breakfast of champions). My eyes were half shut so I was not completely sure what was happening, and before I knew it I heard, "Oh my, you look cold" and there were arms wrapped around me. It was awkward, and slightly intimidating. This is me we are talking about though, so of course, I just smiled in the nicest way I could (tried not to be rude) and said "Well, it's pretty chilly outside, but I'm good." In my head thinking....hey creepy stranger, back off, I may be small, but I'm like a ninja and I will cut you!
Ok, maybe my thoughts weren't that extreme, he might have been very nice. And, to be honest, in his defense, I have previously stated that running gives me a nice ass and I am wearing good butt jeans today, maybe he just wanted to cop a feal....but really, don't hug people you don't know in the gas station at 7am before they have had caffeine!!!!!
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