Dog-faced

So, I came home tonight and was greeted by an ecstatic Mimi (the dog I'm babysitting for a week), which is always a nice feeling. She's really swaying me to get a pet and I think, once my plans for the future solidify, I'll be all over that. Anyways, as is our "wont", I took her out for a walk, in the pouring rain, which she doesn't seem to mind. Halfway through, I hear something said behind me. I turn around and see a girl walking away. She looks my way again and repeats it:

"Hey, handsome". I smiled at her and gave her an "aw shucks" look.
She looked back at me and said "I was talking to the dog".

Can't buy no love in this town!

Now this actually happened, no more than an hour ago, but it's a useful intro to, what I euphemisitically refer to as "my point": I don't take much of this shit seriously. My previous post, while also true, was hammed up and dramitized for effect, not because I really was mortified or gutted or any of that. I bring it up because of the outpouring of support and commiseration I've received from people! I know it's hard to see me deadpanning that piece, but some of you actually know me!

Honestly, thank you, everyone who wrote in, but I'm more horrified that you think I was genuinely horrified! People, I have a much better sense of humor than that.

Besides, I know I'm friggin' hot...