I was with a group of friends the other day and noticed a man at the deli counter who looked like an old acquaintance of mine. I walked up beside him and put my arm around his shoulders while asking "Are you behaving yourself?" It was then I realized...I really did NOT know this man--he was not who I originally thought he was. He looked at me puzzled as he said with some hesitation, "I am".
Not to let my chagrin show to the group, as I removed my arm from his shoulders I told him "Well, you stay out of trouble okay?", just like I would say to an old friend. Then I turned and joined my group of friends. The gentleman finished his order at the deli and went into the dining room to enjoy his sandwich.
As luck would have it, when I went to pay my bill, no one was at the register so I had to wait a bit for someone to be available. Guess who was behind me a couple of people back. You got it! The mystery man. He was still looking at me quizzically, undoubtedly trying to figure out when/where we had met before.
He may still be wondering today. Then again, maybe he wrote it off as being accosted by some unhinged old lady who is obviously senile and he hoped they would get her back into the home soon.
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