I Look Like An Idiot
Flashback! Ozarks, Arkansas. 1:43 in the AM. It has been a long day of wrapping up another photographic shooting spree through the midwest. I’m now headed back to Atlanta. Will have to rest tonight, but expect to pull back into the homestead within a day.
I’ve been sitting here scanning maps to decide upon a route home that would best suit getting more shots. Then, it happened. I realized I look like an idiot.
This was not something I discovered on my own. It required the help of a random stranger.
As I was looking at my map, I suddenly noticed a guy walking clear across the parking lot from the gas pumps. He was headed straight for me in my Element. Upon his arrival at my driver’s door (which was locked), I cracked the window an inch.
Annoyed, I queried, “Yes?”
He asked, “Hey, any chance you’d be interested in buying a knife so I could get a little gas money?”
I looked down at his left hand, holding a folded up knife. With my sensibilities now deeply offended, I slowly looked back up at him and said, “Nooo, I’m not going to buy your knife.”
Hmmmm, let’s see. I wonder what made him think I would roll down my window… or, unlock & open my door… and, pull out my wallet… at 1:30am in a poorly lit truck stop parking lot while he is already holding a weapon in his hand.
That’s when it hit me. I must not look too bright. At least, I don’t after an exhausting day of driving over 400 miles shooting photos. All things considered, I probably do look the part. I’m just glad I didn’t act the part as I have many times in the past.