There was a young man walking across the Costco parking lot. You could tell he thought he was pretty cool that day. He was wearing skin tight jeans, motorcycle boots, a black leather jacket and sunglasses with flames on the sides. He had a swagger like he was certain he could take on the world.
My child spots him and says "Ooooh. Ohhhh. Look at that guy."
She yells "HI!"
He stops, smiles and said "hi" back to her.
Then she asks him "Are you a real race car driver? Or just playing dress up today?"
Poor, poor deflated ego.
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