First, we saw him AT Guide Dogs. Why was he waiting there for me? My feet are heavy people! If you could carry them for a day, you would understand that it takes a lot of work to move those things. And I have FOUR of them!
Then he showed up on our lunch time walking route! Look at him there, mocking me! We walked away, but guess what...
He grabbed a flag and followed us down the road - like he's having a parade for my slowness.
I'm seriously over him. And the laughing he provokes when he shows up someplace I was perfectly happy walking along and my Scootie pace. Who is this yahoo to tell me to step it up??