I like you, Betty.

One thing I’ve learned as a woman is how to lie pretty easily when it comes to being accosted by creepy dudes.

So when a random 60 year old Polish guy sidles up in the grocery store and opens with my post title, I’m fully prepared.

It always comes as an amusing surprise to me just what the story will be. This time, apparently, my name is Sarah, I’m from Kansas and I work in marketing. Don’t I sound wholesome?