A Thin Line
Yesterday I had an experience that reinforced my view that there is a thin line between friendly and creepy. A very thin line.
I was (as I am embarrassed to admit) in the drive-thru lane for Taco Bell (aka Toxic Hell, which is what Aaron calls it) grabbing a quick, cheap lunch. When I got to the window to pay, the older guy working at the window was all smiles. Great big smiles. Great big sort of creepy, leery smiles. So I smiled back. I'm nothing if not polite.
When he handed me my change he was all smiles again. "Here's your change," he said.
"Thanks," I replied with a smile.
Then he went to hand me my food. "Any sauce today?" he asked.
"No, thank you."
"Alright then, you have a nice day."
"Thank you, you too," I replied with a smile.
"Oh, by the way," he said, "you have a really pretty smile."
"Thanks" I replied.
"Zoom" replied my car as I hightailed it the hell out of there.
He was just kind of creepy looking to begin with and the pretty smile remark sounded a bit too much like one of the best known quotes from this movie.
Yes. It is indeed a very thin line. And he definitely crossed it. **Shudder**
(As I read back over this, it seems like it may have been a "You had to be there" moment. But seriously. It was creepy.)