I was walking my dog the other day, and I saw an older man walking toward me. The following ensued:
Man: Hi! I'm Walt! [sticks out a hand] You live in 1630?
Me: Yeah, that's me. I'm Mary. [extends hand for a shake]
Man: I just moved in right there. [gestures behind himself] You got a husband too, right?
Me: Um…no. I live with another girl, but her boyfriend was visiting last weekend. Maybe you saw him.
Man: Maybe! What's your dog's name?
Me: Tyra.
Man: OH GOSH, Tyra has got to meet my dog! [breaks into a jog toward his apartment]
Me: Well actually, I just dropped by to let her out on my lunch break. I've kind of got to get going.
Man: [turns as he jogs] Oh just wait one second. It's not a real dog…[disappears into the apartment]
Me: [thinks to self: Not a real dog? Okay… I hope this is quick.]
Man: [reappears, clutching a life-sized statue of a black Pug under his arm]. This is Ebony! [holds statue out to me]
Me: Ohhhh… [runs fingers against the hard body] How nice.
Man: Tyra, meet Ebony! [plops the statue down hard on the ground about two inches from Tyra's face, and Tyra bolts in the opposite direction so fast that her leash jerks her to a halt] AHHAHA, Well see you around!
Me: Okay! Nice meeting you!
I think this is more hilarious and odd than awkard, but I thought I'd include it anyways. The man was very nice. I just thought it was really unique that he introduced me to his statue. I walked away cracking up, wondering WTF just happened.
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