A couple of encounters on my trip to Trader Joe’s.
1. An innovative beggar was walking around inside and showed me an index card at only I could see. I thought it was going to be a threat. It said that her husband was sick and that she needed help, presumably of the cash sort. I did not know what to do, so I just kind of strafed into the next aisle.
2. Some ducks were crossing the road. Except for the one in front, they were all minors. They all had their steps synchronized. Do ducks always walk like that? It was cool as hell.