My all time favorite bit of cootie behavior from last night…

I literally bumped into a woman I know last night and stopped to speak to her and her friend.  Both women are in their early 40s.  The woman I know introduced me to the redhead I didn’t know and she was nice and nice looking and had her hair in one of those claw clips pulled up off her neck.  I turned back to the woman I know to inquire about her daughters and such and about five or 10 seconds later turned back to the redhead when I felt her touch my forearm.  When I looked back, she’d snatched the claw clip out of her hair and pulled her hair over her shoulder. 

Can a goofball buy a clue?

Prolly just coincidence that she wanted her hair down just at that moment, you think?

A few minutes later the redhead also wanted to smell my cologne.

Was this another clue?

Alcohol plus cooties.  Goofballs aren’t the only ones who put on beer goggles about 11:30 p.m., I’m thinking.

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