Mar 20, 2020
Shopping with my brother the other day (I will call him my little brother even though he's a foot taller than me)
We're shopping for groceries. Little bro is pushing the cart. We turn down an aisle, I see something, I continue down. I stop. I turn, telling him to wait there. I back, he follows.
In a quiet voice, I say, "Stop, help stalker."
Stocker walks right beside us, his mouth open and I can see he was about to say something to me - I stop, turn BRIGHT red, and say, "ohmygosh, I'm kidding. He's my brother! I'm safe!"
Brother can't stop laughing.
