If anyone ever asks you what you're growing with your supplies / mats, do what my friend does: Look them in the eyes and say really firmly "None of your Fucking business!"
My buddy did that in Chicago when we were visiting his sister who lives on a high rise condo. We were waiting in the lobby for her to come down and let us in, and this old lady goes past us (unlocking the door) and we try to follow her through the door, explaining that we're waiting for someone to come down and it would save them a ton of trouble (and 5 minutes) if she just let us through. She closes the door behind her and looks at us and shakes her finger, going "nuh uh uh..." and then asks "Who are you waiting for?"
I was just about to say "we're visiting his sister", when out of nowhere I hear my friend say "None of your fucking business!"
The lady was shocked. I have never heard anyone my age (20s) EVER talk smack to a 70-something year old lady, no matter how nosy she was being.
I know if I ever went with him into a Lowes or Home Depot, he'd chew the cashier out and spit him/her on the ground. |