location: old town spring
date: irrelevant
local: delectably fried goodies booth
involved parties: m & green sunglasses vs. fried twinkie lady
you know those times when you are really excited to be somewhere
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when you are truly focused on obtaining your friend oreo's
you chit chat with strangers around you because, HEY FIRED DELICIOUSNESS!
and then, out of no where, a ridiculous question from what seemed to be a friendly stranger
I MEAN REALLY
just because the sunglasses you happen to be wearing match your shirt exactly DOES NOT mean that you have a pair of sunglasses to match EVERY shirt you own
what a silly question, RIGHT?
so, of course, i explain to said woman that i've had these glasses FOREVER and i love them, and although i do have a rather large collection of sunglasses at home
not all of them match every blouse i own
WELL, she just laughed (at herself mostly she obviously thought she was extremely witty) and acted as though i were still utterly ridiculous for my matchy-matchy ensemb
we went our separate ways, and i had completely forgotten about that conversation until i pulled out my glasses to once again shield my eyes from mornings first rays
AND AFTER ALL THESE YEARS...BROKEN!!!