Oh, Honey

In Union Square, a standard pamphlet-waving, presumably Jesus-preaching weirdo approaches me…

Weirdo: “Oh, honey. I really think I can help you.”

Me: “Um, yeah no thanks, I don’t need to be saved by Jesus today Face_With_Rolling_Eyes_Emoji_large.”

Weirdo: “Oh no no– I’m a stylist.”

 

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