I was at the grocery store earlier this week and as I was pulling into a spot, I noticed an old wrinkly man walking slowly across the parking lot. He was headed towards two cars. One was a big beige Buick and the other was a small flashy silver convertible. I was pretty sure he was going to get into the Buick, and I think its safe to say the majority of people seeing the same situation would agree with me. But as he got closer he held out his keychain and popped the trunk on the convertible. Then he got in, put on a baseball hat, cranked up the radio (talk radio) and drove off.
Sometimes things stick with you and make you think. For me, this is one of those things.