Fred

I took the kids to McDonald's this morning for a treat. It started out innocent enough. I pull into the parking lot, walk into the store with Thomas and Zach, and get in line. No big deal. So as we're standing there deciding on what we all want for breakfast, a grizzly looking Michael Landon wanna be just turns around and looks us over, finally talking to Thomas. I didn't quite know what to do, so I just stood there. He was freaking me out. I should be used to it by now, this kind of stuff happens to me all the time, but I'm not. He says to Thomas "I'll bet your name is Fred." He continued on talking, but I was to weirded out by the whole thing to pay attention. He looked at me, so I smiled, not wanting to be totally rude. Thank God the lady at the register was asking for the next person in line (him) so I politely told him it was his turn.

I'll bet you think the story ends there, don't you! :D

So, he tells her his order, and it is an absolute ton of food. I think he was up hunting with a bunch of hunting buddies or something. He wasn't dressed all nasty or anything, but I'll bet that was what he was doing. She has him stand off to the side while they prepare his order and calls me up to the register. So now I'm standing side by side with this guy hoping he would just disappear off the face of the earth. He says to me "you're awfully cute. How come you're so sad?" I just stare at him. Sad? I wasn't sad. I just wanted to get the heck away from him.

"I'm not sad, I'm just a little tired," I was trying to remain polite. Ugh. He was hitting on me. :<

He then looks down at Thomas clinging to my leg and says "You need to take it easy on your Mom Fred, it's a shame to see such a lovely face frowning." At that moment, his food had been bagged and he was told to have a nice day by the register girl. He looks at Thomas, says "bye Fred", smiles, and leaves.