I go to mass because im CHristian.
Now that that is out of the way, we were sitting in the second to last pew and a lady walked in behind us and read the back of my brother's shirt.
The shirt had our robotics team number on th back: 3986A
And the lady read the number and went like this
"3. 9.8.6.A. Oooh is he and escaped criminal. Maybe he is a wanted man. I dont want to sit behind him maybe he has a gun. And Bro (what i will call my brother now in this story) and i looked at each other trying not to laugh because we were trying to be respectful.
How kind of us
But the lady came up to us and made it a joke about it and said my smile was nice.
And that was cool beans.
Sighting off for now because i should be doing homework but, Eh
Update: saw the woman again 2 months later she didn't remember me
YOU ARE READING
Ranting
RandomMe telling stories of my life Or whatever pops into my head I thank the people in my life who inspired this story and especially @star-tea for the cover. RANKED HIW 426 WHAT
