Are you new in town?

Tonight I was at the grocery store getting a yoghurt and a teeny little frypan for my Soto stove.

As I was standing in the housewares aisle a fellow stops to discuss spatulas and Trent fry pans.

He mentioned several times that he knew what worked well for cooking small amounts because he lived alone.
Okay. Nice to know. Yup.

I know I’m overly cautious but the guy made me a bit uneasy so I wasn’t being very encouraging with the conversation.

As I was getting ready to walk away, with my teeny little fry pan and spatula, he asked me if I had just moved to town. I had no idea what to say. At first I blurted out the truth, no, but then I got confused.. What do I say?
I sure as hell wasn’t going to tell him I lived in my truck, I was getting more uncomfortable by the minute.

So I blurted out “something like that, yeah.”, then smiled somewhat frantically and took off for the cashier line.

That guy gave me more bad vibes than any of the homeless guys so far.

This was probably my punishment for laughing at the guy with the dogs earlier. 🙂

But I guess the point I’m trying to make is the old adage, “you can’t judge a book by it’s cover.”
Because while the homeless men aren’t what I would call trustworthy exactly, so far, none of them has shown any interest in harming me or given me any reason to believe they would be dangerous beyond whatever their personal issues are; none of them have made the hair on the back of my neck stand up.

This well-dressed enough, polite, soft-spoken man at the grocery store did make the hair on the back of my neck stand up. And I skedaddled as fast as politely possible.

Note: The guy was probably a very nice guy who was just lonely and hoping to make a friend. If so I’m sorry that I thought ill of him. I can say that now that I’m on the other end of town.

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