Dear People Who Are Scared Of Homeless People...

I'm scared too.
For reasons outside of my knowledge they like to talk to me.

In order to tell this story I'll have to explain a little. I quit my job at Village Inn and shortly after got a job as a makeup artist at a store called, "Merel Normans." It's basically like all the other makeup stores. I do makeovers and sell makeup.
That being said..

I'm working in this makeup shop and it's sloooow! Out of nowhere a lady who smells terribly of smoke and looks like she used crayons for makeup walks in. She looked around, seeming lost. I stand up and say, "Can I help you?" Assuming she was gonna ask for a bathroom. She walks right up to me, her face about three inches away from mine, she says, "A makeover!" And then she gets a huge cheesy smile on her face one that only had a few teeth left.
My eyes must've gotten big or I looked scared. Because, she backed away. I then proceeded to tell her that you have to make an appointment for a makeover. She did so.

Then, for the next hour we'd be walking around the store and she'd pick up random products and say, "Out of curiosity, how much is this?" After hearing the price, she'd joke about marrying a doctor or a lawyer. I was sure I was going to get mugged or shanked. That was the scariest hour I've ever experienced, ever.