A Kind Gentleman

So since people seem to like my real-life stories, here is one that happened today.

The weather here in Edwardsville is beyond miserable. It is cold, and what is even worse, incredibly windy. I hate wind because it messes up my hair, and then I have to walk around all day long with a hardo that looks like a crow's nest. So I was walking to the bus stop, envisioning a long and painful wait for the bus in the horrible, cold wind, when a car stopped by and a kind gentleman driving it addressed me.

Kind Gentleman says: Are you going to school?

I think: Wow, I must look real great today for this person to think I am a school student.

Kind Gentleman says: Aren't you a professor at our university?

I think: OK, so I obviously don't look as good as I thought. But at least I manage to look intellectual in this freezing wind, which is good enough.

Kind Gentleman says: Get in the car, I'll give you a ride to school.

I think: That would be nice, but what if he is a serial killer? [What does it say about me that this is the first thing that occurs to me?]

Kind Gentleman says: I am a Chair of X Department.

I think: OK, even if he is a serial killer, at least I will feel warm before I die.

So I got in the car, and the kind gentleman did turn out to be a colleague and he drove me straight to work.

Conclusion: I need to stop watching so much Law and Order: SVU.