A few months ago... well it may have been 6 months ago, I was walking out to the mail boxes. I wore a big ol' hooded sweatshirt and just... well I pretty much looked like a big scary hobo. This dude walked around the corner from the swimming pool, drying his hair, saw me, turned around and ran away like I was going to rob him.
Tonight I saw that same guy, and he didn't run (maybe he didn't recognize me). We were both at the mail boxes and it was one of those awkward moments... and I hate those, so I said, "Hey guess what, I got a new cat from the humane society and named her Toni La Huha." He nervously laughed and said, "Okay."
I'm never talking again!