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[Jun. 3rd, 2008|08:46 pm] |
So, i am at the bookstore and I walk over to my fiance to tell him how disappointed I have been with the Harper's Bazaar cover. A man is standing next to Dean reading a magazine. Next thing I know this guy does this scream/moan thing. It was creepy as all hell, so I walk away to a different part of the store, Dean follows. We both just figured he was crazy and/or a drug addict. Next thing I know this guy is behind us and is screaming again.
I try to walk away out of the store, pretending I don't hear what I think is a raving lunatic. The guy steps in front of me and does one more screech before motioning at his face and trying to the word 'beautiful'.
This poor guy that i thought was crazy was just trying to tell me I was beautiful. I think he had autism and he sounded (and from his hand gestures) suggested he may have been deaf.
I feel so bad about it, i wish I would have handled it better |
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