After I had lunch with my sister, I drove back to work.  I actually was pretty sleepy, to be honest.  As I was walking through the parking lot, a gentleman was walking slowly with very dark shades on and something moving beside him at a leisurely pace.  I even noticed the fluorescent orange tag/vest-thingie.

And I thought, “HOORAY!  A SERVICE DOG!”

So as I got closer, I said, “Sir, I know I’m not supposed to because he’s working, but can I please pet him?”

AND IT WAS A FREAKIN’ LAPTOP BAG.

Y’all.. seriously.

SO.  I was faced with a decision at this point.  What do I do next?

If you chose Stick with the role and pet the laptop bag and just PRAY you never have to work with this man who has abnormally dark Transitions® lenses, YOU’D BE DAMN RIGHT.