Yesterday I bought some makeup from a woman at Macy's who told me that my choices in lipstick colors were awesome, that my certainly I would have tragic results if I tried to apply eyeliner with a brush was awesome, that the pen sort of thing I bought instead was awesome, that I was awesome, that meeting me was awesome, that she hopes I have an awesome time at the wedding I'm going to next week, and that, in the meantime, she hoped I had an awesome night.

Perhaps she doesn't get out much.