Crazy People in Savannah is like cheese on Pizza, you can’t have one without the other. They just make life so much more interesting, seeing some crazy homeless man shuffle through Kroger, and when he stops and I bump into his back, ever-so-slightly, he stares me down like Im some sort of asshole, and claims that I ran over his toe, which, to my knowledge, was on the opposite side that I came in contact with.
After the few tense moment, he went on to strike up a conversaition with some women who were clearly unnerved by his presence. My condolences to them.
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