Sunday, July 23, 2006

Badges?!?!

Just typing out of boredom.

Avoiding people like the plague. Well, more like hiding myself before anyone starts looking. I'm not one to announce my arrival back in my home town. I'd rather sit at home and relax. I get my hair cut, I do some small shopping, and then I go back home to eat/drink/sleep.

By the which, I got some new jeans and some new shoes today. Real nice.

I also feel like there's a secret being hidden from me. Everywhere I go, some girl is checking me out. Cingular store, Wal-Mart, Walgreen's, Best Buy, you name it. It must be the haircut. The reason I think there's something up is because this didn't happen as often when I lived here full-time. So, when I come home for a little while, it's like I'm fresh meat in a lion's den. Guess it's nice, in a way.

Ok, I'll throw this out there. Personally, I believe that if you have to ask a girl about her age, she's too young. If it's not obvious, don't mess. But is there a rule about asking for age? I mean, if she looks 20, but there's that small possibility that she's 16, you have to ask. And if she says "16," I'd say, "I'm out of here." Then there's those girls who look 16, but are 20. How does that factor come into play? Do you never ask since she looks illegal? If I even think they may be too young, I don't even bother.

This is why I keep saying that I'm not going to get married until I'm 28. It's easier to spot females your age.

I swear, college freshman keep looking younger, and it causes a ripple effect. Next year's sophomores are going to look younger. Then juniors in 2 years are going to look younger. Argh.

People should have ID badges on at all time. That way, while you're talking, you can glance at their badge and either keep it going or get out. "Oh, you look nice! Wait...you're 17. Sorry." Oh, and the badges could be color-coded. White for 17 and under, pink for 18 to 20, and red for 21 and up.

I'm a genius.

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