I got my hair cut on Friday afternoon. Now, everyone who knows me realizes that I claim to be old and that I don't move all that fast. I've also been slower lately due to my bad back.
It seems that somebody didn't realize that, however. When I came out to my truck to leave, this old girl came trotting toward me. I cannot tell you how quickly I scooted across that parking lot and into my truck to get away from her!