While out for a walk today, from behind me I heard the approach of something really massive, like those star destroyers in Star Wars, but it turned out to be, of course, only one of those obscenely oversized SUV's people drive to soccer matches and Starbucks and, eventually, Hell. It passed me by in its seismic wake, pulled over with its break lights on. I slowed down, stopped. A man's arm reached out of the window. He was holding a loaf of bread.
"Would you like some raisin bread?"
He was holding raisin bread out the window. Sunmaid raisin bread in its distinctive red plastic bag. Nevermind I'd stopped a good ten feet behind his vehicle.
Call me crazy, but that just seemed strange. Who decides to tool around offering raisin bread to guys in wheelchairs?
Luckily, I could turn right down a side road. And I did.
"Sir?" I heard him call out. I sped up.