Mark survived

This chick appeared out of nowhere and started mackin' on me, which I didn't expect given that I was soaking wet and my hair probably looked silly. She was a bit young, though she wasn't wearing one of those fabled “Grope me; I'm legal” T-shirts that I've heard so much about.

Then her boyfriend walked in. I could tell that he was her boyfriend because as soon as she spotted him she shouted, « OH MY GOD WE WERE JUST TALKING! » and proceeded to pretend I didn't exist. I draw several conclusions from that outburst. In this instance, “several” refers to a number between 1 and 460,000.

So I ended up talking to a fat, aging homo. He said quaint things like « I have no personality until I walk into a room. Then I perform for the audience. I act. » He told me about “spy school” in Langley, and Venezuelan panic rooms.

He asked if I had a blog. I said that I had several. In this instance, “several” refers to a number between 1 and 10. He expressed shock and surprise and told me that I didn't seem the blogger type. I took this to be a compliment.

Then he gave me $10 Canadian. Am I the only person who keeps only appropriate currency on-hand?