Karen’s Place

I went to an event last night and found myself having to run back out to the car.  As I hit the parking lot a guy on a motorcycle approached me in an extremely nonthreatening way.  He got my attention and pulled up next to where I had stopped walking.

He introduced himself and as he shook my hand asked me my name.  I gave it to him.  He told me he’d seen me inside a few minutes earlier and wanted to tell me that I was “so pretty”.  I was stunned.  I couldn’t do anything but thank him for the compliment.  He said that was all he wanted and he would let me get on with whatever I was doing and drove off.

This is powerful stuff!!