It was one of those moments that I wish I was one of those people that packed a camera everywhere.
Mom (J's grandma) had decided the music was just too loud inside Gilly Hicks, so I walked her through the maze to the outside, where a 18-year-old with six pack abs that was the greeter outside GH today.
Later, mom told me (to the horrified look of her granddaughter, that she'd talked with the "nice young man" and asked him what his job involved (greeting folks, looking hot, was probably the answer), and if he planned to go on to college. (Not sure what he said to that.)
Jennifer was horrified she'd talked to Mr. Eye Candy at all. But what are you going to say to an 82-year-old woman?
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