I walked outside for a break this morning and saw an old fella sitting in his car. Head slumped over mouth open. I was a little concerned, but you can’t just invade people’s space, so I went on tho the car.
Coming back as I passed his car, I saw that he hadn’t moved, and guilt got the better of me, so I went to check.
I spoke loudly to get his attention, scared him; he scared me and then thanked me for my concern.
At least he wasn’t dead.
That’s it. That’s the post.