Sometimes I talk to strangers...

...but only because they start talking to me.

Right before Christmas, 

I was on my way to a celebration 

with some good friends,

and I had to make a quick stop.

I had the following very strange conversation

with an older gentleman and his friend

at the local Dick's Market

as I was finishing up my purchase.

*****

(I'm pretty sure I was laughing the whole time!)

Older Man: Excuse me, can we talk to you for a second?

Me: I suppose.  

OM: My friend and I were just noticing 

that you have a presence about you. 

(That would be my yellow boots talking.)

I would be willing to bet that you play

at least one, possibly two, musical instruments.

M: No sir, I do not.

OM:  No piano?  Violin?  Do you sing?

M:  I don't sing or play the violin.

I did take piano lessons for a short time,

but that was years ago.

I just never took the time to practice...

(and we didn't have a piano...

but that's besides the point...)

OM: Oh, well, then I bet you were a 

straight-A student in school.

M: Actually, no, I was an awful student.

I never did my homework...

(and sometimes I didn't go to class...)

OM: I bet you made your mother cry.

M: That is definitely possible,

but I hope she's over it by now!

(It was a long time ago!)

OM: Did you participate in any school activities?

M: I was in Debate for a while 

and I was pretty good at that.

(Arguing can be fun! - especially when I win!)

OM:  I would never have guessed that...

Hope you enjoy the rest of your evening.

M: Yes sir, you too!

(I really called him sir...)

*****

The moral of the story:

You just never know when someone

is going to call you out on your accomplishments.

(or extreme lack thereof!)