A seemingly drunk guy approached me as I was trying to pick a bread at the shop this morning. He got excited to see my neck tattoo, but immediately said he didn’t like it.

Then, Lovefool started playing. He got excited again and started dancing. Singing the chorus crossed my mind, but I was too busy having decision paralysis, because they didn’t have the bread I always get. Plus, I didn’t want to start my morning singing to a dancing drunk guy.