rodney called it
rodney dangerfield joked about using a dog to pick up chicks (until he figured out the dog was using him to pick up other dogs -- [rimshot]). i'm sitting inside a starbucks, watching some older dude run the ultimate pussy magnet scam.he's been parked at a table outside with his beautiful golden retriever. he just reads the paper, kicking back, and bam, here it comes. perfect opener with everybody (few don't at least pat the obviously friendly pal on the head), and he can keep up the chat with the taste treats, including plenty of hugh grant's "single mums", their kids entranced for an easy 5 minutes while the "adults" blah blah.
i don't have a dog, but for some reason i was picked out by strange women twice this week — one to watch a 4-year-old girl while her mom ordered something, and just now to watch a purse. not sure which incident i understand less.

speaking of strangers in stores and kids, when my daughter grew old enough for me to let her get out of my sight in a store, i'd brief her regularly that if anyone attempted to get her to leave the main area without me or my direct permission, she should immediately and without apology scream her head off and make a scene. with that method i felt comfortable being aisles away in a bookstore, checking only every 10 or 15 minutes. we also had a code word a stranger must supply if trying to pick her up from school or wherever in my stead. never had any obvious use for it, but there it was.
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