This weekend, S was out of town so I went shopping.
I walk in the store (it's not big) and there is a woman in the back corner with a dog. I am not anti-dog. I am pro-dog all the way. But this was not a seeing-eye dog. It was not a dog in a purse (not that I am necessarily for that, but you realize this is much more normal in the middle of a store). It was a dog that looked about the size of a corgi (maybe). (This is weird because she was in the middle of the store. This doesn't happen often in my experience in Houston.)
So I do what I would do to anyone in that situation. I sighed loudly and gave her the stink-eye. It was well-deserved. Trust me.
This is when she turns around and looks at me. I do not divert my stare.
Fast-forward to me making my purchase...
Sales person: Did you see that lady with the dog? (Sidenote: she says this like she's annoyed)
Me: Yes. I gave her the stink-eye and she caught me, but the worst part is she looks familiar.
Sales person: Yeah. That was Selma Blair.
11 hours ago