Why I'm a dumbass reason 803
A few days ago I was at big lots. I see this dog walking around loose. So I walk up to it, and then the owner walked up to it, and I'm like: "Is that your dog?" She said yes. I thought she was the owner, but there was another woman who'd gotten out of the passenger side who was staring off into space strangely. So I said, "Um, I just wanted to make sure the little fella was not lost". Apparently they'd let the dog get out of the car before they got out. Okay then, so I patted the dog on its head, and was still petting it when the driver-owner person got out its seeing eyed dog uniform. Dog at work!
So I feel like really stupid. O well. That will serve me right for the fact I really don't like dogs too much. They are too needy.