The way to a man's heart

I shared my lunch with a possibly homeless, but definitely hungry, fellow at the bus stop today. When he was finished eating, he asked me if I was going home. Yep, I said. To your husband? he asked. Nope, just home, I said. He then told me he loved me, but he said it over and over because he had a pretty bad stutter. I thought it was sweet, and I told him so. Then I think he proposed, but it was kinda hard to tell for sure. I thanked him for his kind offer and we both laughed.

Then on the way home, somebody yelled at me on the bus. Sigh....you win some, you lose some.