BE GIVING ME THE EYE

i think if i just sat here in this one spot for a few hours, i might die. either heat stroke or being accosted by the homeless would be the cause. a man just walked up to me and asked, "hey, man. do you know what it's like having a retarded girlfriend?" i paused and really pondered my past relationships. after a few seconds i was able to give a definitive shake of the head. he says, "god damn it. i love her but i gotta take her around with me everywhere i go. man, i'm gonna get caught with this" looked at his hand expecting to see a joint or something equally terrible. but no, it's a sweaty, bruised apricot. we're next to a grocery store with produce stands outside the doors. he proceeds to devour the apricot and throws the pit in the potted plant next to me. i just shaked my head some more.