I am not having good feelings about the rest of my day...

So it's only 7:20 in the morning... and my creeped-out-by-the-world-o-meter is very high.

First, as we are driving to work and I am quietly drinking my coffee and reading sports articles on my iPhone, Dave says to me "The guy in front of us kills people".  And I'm all WHAT?!

So I look closely and the guy has a bumper sticker on the window of his truck canopy that says:

Guns don't kill people

I KILL PEOPLE!

Just like that... with the big red text.  Only it was the weird drippy letter scary text... there just isn't that option here...

Then we get to my office and Dave drops me off.  And as I'm walking around the Sephora this dirty creepy guy with a huge bag from Kohl's stops and starts digging through his bag.  So I'm already slightly creeped out and I start walking a big circle around him so I don't get to close and he goes "Hey, you don't happen to be a 34B do you?"  (And yes... all I can think is that he was asking me my bra size!)  So I say no... and speed walk into my building as fast as I possibly can.  Luckily for me the front door to the building locks behind me... but HOLY CRAP!!!  I'm now too creeped out to concentrate.  

Moral of this story:  I HATE working downtown and there are too many weird creepy people in the world.