Library Adventures

The other day after school I decided to swing by the library on my way home from school to pick up some books. I took Trax to get to the library, and it all went splendidly. I got the book I needed, and then was waiting outside the library, because my mom was going to pick me up on her way home from running some errands. As I was waiting, an old-ish, mostly toothless guy on an old beat-up bike came up to me and asked if I went to the university. No... "Oh, so you're out looking for work?" No... "You're in high school?! I never would have guessed! You look much older!" Oh... Then he said, "You know how sometimes you want to talk with someone, but need an opener for the conversation? That was my opener."

He then proceeded to have me read one of those trick things that say ,"How many F's are there in this sentence?" and it looks like only 3, but there are a whole bunch of "of's" in it, so there are more. I answered correctly, which led him to believe I'm an introvert, so he made me read a paragraph about introversion. I told him that actually, that paragraph didn't sound much like me at all, so he made me read a paragraph about extroversion. He asked if that sounded more like me, and I told him it did, so he gave me a bunch more handouts. The he told me, "You looked a little wary when I first approached you, but don't worry, it's the middle of the day, and there are lots of people around, so nothing bad is going to happen." Thankfully, that was when my mother called and said she was almost there, so be ready.

And that, my friends, is the story of how I got accosted by a hobo at the library. 'Twas quite the experience.