Last night, I met a girl who wanted to buy one of my book bags. We agreed to meet at McDonald’s JY, after work. Uzi and I waited for more than half an hour. A few minutes past seven, Uzi stood up to buy something from Watson’s. Shortly thereafter, my buyer and her sister showed up. She was a sweet high school girl and she admitted that she was scared of Uzi. I laughed hard. I could imagine her and her sister standing just outside McDonald’s , discussing for many minutes the safest way to approach us. Hee hee very cute.
This is my Uzi.
He protects me from all the scary things in life. He leaves sweet little notes in the tools compartment of my sewing machine.