I’m remodeling a bathroom in Sarasota Fl.

Anyway, I was just outside chowing down on my meat sandwich when a 100 year old man (he looks old as hell) on the other side of the street yelled at me “There better not be a CRACKER moving into that house”. This out of the blue sentence that was sent my way was said in a asking manner.

I replied with a grin on my face (there was no holding that grin back, way to random and funny for me to keep a straight face), “NO SIR, I’M JUST REMODELING THE BATHROOM AND ENJOYING MY MEAT SANDWICH. DON’T YOU WORRY ABOUT ANY PESKY CRACKERS MOVING IN”.

Then the old geezer looked at me peculiarly and went back in his house.


This was my first time encountering an unusual moment today. Can’t wait to see what the rest of the day brings!