Another Strange Encounter

Shady.

I swear some of the weirdest things happen to me on a weekly basis. On the one hand, I seem to be put in precarious situations way too much, on the other hand I always have plenty of blog material, and to a world class blogger such as myself this is invaluable.

The latest instance happened yesterday afternoon. I was sitting in the parking lot of a local store, sort of away from everyone else because I was meeting my girlfriend to go run some errands. I was early so I got out a book and began reading. After a bit I noticed an older model car, pretty sure it was a ’77 Ford LTD, slowly pull by me and pull over a couple spots ahead of me.

No big deal, I didn’t think much of it and went back to reading my book.

A minute later, though, I heard a low growl coming from my best friend in the backseat. I looked back at Sparky, then followed his gaze to the guy who’d pulled over.

He was getting out of his car and walking towards me.

He was wearing a sports jacket and jeans, had a ponytail, and he had a backpack slung over his shoulder. Then, as he neared my window he began to reach in the pack. For a second I had the crazy thought that he was going to pull out a gun and try and rob me, but then I rolled my window down and asked what the hell he was doing. He paused his digging in the backpack, stared at me for a second, backed up a few feet, then walked back to his car at a brisk pace, pausing only to look over his shoulder at me with a look of concern.

He then drove away, departing as mysteriously as he’d arrived.

So what did this dude want? Obviously a case of mistaken identity, right? Or was it?

Weird, man. Just another day in the life of Sparky and I.

PS – During the whole encounter The Spark was raising holy hell, barking and snarling and trying to rip the guy’s throat out. Perhaps that had something to do with the hasty retreat.