Race ya
I just got off the bus and was walking the last couple blocks to work. I was waiting for the lights to turn and the guy next to me says: “Race ya”. To which I naturally responded “What?”. He restated his proposition, “I’ll race you across the street”. What the fuck? I simply declined the offer, but now I wish I would have asked some follow up questions. What made you ask me that? Does anyone ever say yes? You’re short, do you really think you can beat me? Do I have time to stretch? He was just a average looking middle aged dude. Weird.
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