Kind of had a “clever girl” moment in Target today… and I feel like bragging.

In walked this living cliche of the sweaty gamer, drinking one of those “Bawls” energy drinks.  When he finished, instead of simply tossing the bottle he stuck it in one of the pockets of a pair of jeans for sale.  Now, today was unseasonably warm and I tend to go a little… haywire when it’s hot.  So, I grabbed the bottle, marched over to him, stuffed it in his hand and said, “Excuse me, sir, but I do believe you left your Bawls behind.  I figured you might want them back because without them you’re just a dick.”

Not sure if I should be proud of myself or thanking God he didn’t kill me because this guy was at least 6'3".

Either way…