Yesterday I went to buy some groceries and on my way back I decided to catch a bus to get home. My feet hurt like hell! This guy from african descent was sitting there, also waiting for the bus. I sat down next to him and within 30 seconds he started talking to me.
He: Hello? How are you
Me: Thanks, I'm okay
He: where are you from?
Me: hm??
He: what is your name?
I raised an eyebrow
He: you don't wanna tell your name?
Me: No, I don't want to! Why?
He: Why not? You don't like me?
Me: Listen, Do I ask you that much questions? Why do you wanna know so much?
He: I ask, because I like your hair...
I was like: ooow kayyyyy!
Guess he wanted to get to know my hair, right?!
