A regular says,
“What’s wrong with me? I attract all the weirdos.”
“What do you mean?”
“A couple weeks ago it was that old lady, last week it was that drunk girl and then the other night a guy approached me.”
“It doesn’t sound like there’s anything wrong with you. You’re attractive to everybody.”
“Don’t say anything about the guy.”
“Okay.”
“You’re going to say something, I know it. I shouldn’t have told you.”
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My problem is I never read this book. |