Awhile ago I was in Popeye's ordering a quick and unhealthy lunch. As I am ordering I feel a long stick between my legs stopping at my pocketbook. I quickly move and turn around to see what pervert is trying to get a cheap thrill. I am almost embarrassed to say that it was a blind man. He apologized profusely and claimed to have thought he was in the bathroom. I'm not angry that he got a free feel. But, pissed that he confused my goodies as a public urinal. Now that's what they mean by being careful where you lay your stick. Thanks for stopping by and may your blessings flow abundantly.