Keys in hand, I was walking up to my front door.
"Wow. You have really incredible legs!"
I turned around and saw this guy, older, in jeans and a button-down, staring at my legs.
"Ha! Thanks!" I say back.
"I mean, I just had to say something. We don't compliment each other enough as men. But wow! Those are some great-looking legs!"
I just laughed again, and said, "Thanks! Have a good night!", walked in the door, and of course promptly checked out my legs in a mirror.
I'm really going to fucking miss this city while I'm gone.
Also, I'm wearing shorts more often.