The Fates Think I'm Fat

I went to lunch with my good friend, Brian, today. We decided to get out of our Mexican food rut and ventured into the yummy land of Chinese fare.

This seemed like a great idea. Three courses and a waitress all for the super low lunch special price - woo hoo! Chopsticks added a lot of entertainment (at least for Brian who got to laugh at my attempt to use them.) Sweet and sour chicken, good converstation, and a chance to catch up with an old friend -- It's all fabulous!

And then came the best part (or so I thought): free desert! A "oh yay! Fortune cookies!" type squeal of joy flew out of my mouth when they were dropped off. I was excited. Was excited, until we opened them.....

I tried to talk to a homeless man today.... he hit on me.

It's things like this that sometimes make me wish I were a guy. I feel limited in my ability to help others out of fear for my safety and it seems that if I were male that would not be an issue. Although I would probably come up with some other reason not to help them.