The old man and me
as i was walking out of the restroom in the mall bathroom...
old man: your crying son.
me: i am.
old man: but why?
me: have you ever been stabbed?
old man: (with dumb founded look on his face) no, can't say that i have son.
me: thats how i feel in the back of my head every 5- 7 seconds.
old man: oh, how long has it been happening?
me: 7 months.
old man: you should get that looked at.
me: thank you, sir.
Mar 21st