Once, there was a stranger in a restaurant that drew a picture of me...

A couple of coworkers and I went to lunch today at the 'Olympic Grill', a little place on Warren in Detroit. Just as we were finishing lunch, a man who had been sitting at a table approached our table and handed me this:




This, my friends, if you could not tell, is a picture of me. Please note the Detroit city skyline in the background.

First, let me start by showing you what I actually looked like today:



This is me, 6 days into a flu bug of which I cannot seem to rid myself.

I haven't laughed so hard in such a long time.

Now if you ask me, the artiste must have started with the shirt's neckline, which seems to be the only accurate part of the portrait. I think he got a little carried away while concentrating so hard on my neckline that he decided I would look better as a double-D vixen than as a plain Jane with no cleavage, glasses, and the flu.

What do you think? The likeness is uncanny, isn't it?

Hahaha.

But more importantly, um, random?? He also drew my buddy Chris, who has actually had his picture drawn by this same guy before at another restaurant Downtown.

He didn't even charge us money, although he did ask for a donation, which we did supply. I mean, come on, how could you not? That picture made my day. The beggars around here are getting smarter. Now, if the beggar who hangs out around the McDonald's drive-thru starts drawing portraits of people in their cars, I don't know what I'm going to do.

Oh, Detroit.