I had a different post planned for today, but then this little nugget of randomness happened...
So I'm at the county board of taxation. The huz and I are filing a property tax appeal, so I need to do some research on comp sales near our address. There is a 60-ish man sitting across the table from me who is clearly having trouble. He looks up and starts asking me questions about how to read the tax forms. As it turns out, he doesn't have any of the information he needs to look up properties. I explain all details he'll need to file his appeal and redirect him to Zillow. As he's getting up to leave....
60-ish Guy: "I suppose it would be pointless to hit on you now"
Me: "Afraid so, I'm married"
60-ish Guy: "You keeping him?"
Me: "Um, yeah"
60-ish Guy: "Well I'm headed to the FL keys next week for three months...If you'd like to come"
Me: "Nope, I'm all set, thanks"
60-ish Guy: "Well, I guess I'm being cynical, but good luck with your marriage"
I suppose it was the wrong day to forget to wear my wedding rings.
This is the second 60+ year old man that has hit on me in a little over a week.
What's up with that?
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