When Resting Bitch Face Is No Longer Resting

(I’m the grump in this story. I do admit that my face falls into a very unfriendly expression if I zone out, and when I’m walking it’s highly likely to happen. I am going home around five pm and the sun is coming out from behind a cloud so I am squinting in the glare – which makes aforementioned face even less pleasant.)

Random man: “Cheer up, love…” *keeps talking while walking on*

Me: *over my shoulder* “F*** OFF!!”

(I was actually in a pretty good mood, but I absolutely hate this kind of crap. Seriously, unless someone is clearly in distress, DO NOT COMMENT ON THEIR APPEARANCE!)