I’ll never understand friendly people.
I was heading to an ATM, but got caught at a crosswalk by the light. This guy walks up to me and starts a conversation.
Stranger: You walk just like a friend of mine!
Me: Do I…?
Stranger: Yeah. We call him Buddha. He’s big, like you, and real mellow.
Me: Ah…
Stranger: He’s a nice guy, so don’t be offended.
Me: Fair enough…
The light changes, and he’s off to chat with other strangers.
Stranger: See ya! Have a good one!
What the hell was that about? We didn’t cover this in Civics, I’m sure of it.
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