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At the grocery store, the man behind me in line offered me a ride.  He said he'd seen me walking, and wouldn't want me to strain myself walking home with all my purchases.

All my purchases consisted of: bananas, sour cream, sushi, pasta, Diet Pepsi (yes, I feel off the wagon), and cigarettes (no, I haven't gotten on the wagon ... yet).  (Also, um, these are the components for several different meals - I don't eat that weirdly.)I realize this was probably the "small town hospitality" of which one hears tell.

And, yet, nevertheless?  Creepy.

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At the grocery store, the man behind me in line offered me a ride.  He said he'd seen me walking, and wouldn't want me to strain myself walking home with all my purchases.

All my purchases consisted of: bananas, sour cream, sushi, pasta, Diet Pepsi (yes, I feel off the wagon), and cigarettes (no, I haven't gotten on the wagon ... yet).  (Also, um, these are the components for several different meals - I don't eat that weirdly.)I realize this was probably the "small town hospitality" of which one hears tell.

And, yet, nevertheless?  Creepy.

He wants you to move the what, now?

Okay, seriously, I give.  Immortality?  Fine.  Reincarnation?  Okay.  Temporal anomalies, sure.  Never-seen-again dinosaurs, polar bears, smoke-monsters, and assorted religious and scientific mania, I'll give you.  But now, J.J. Abrahms, you are just f'ing with us.

He wants you to move the what, now?

Okay, seriously, I give.  Immortality?  Fine.  Reincarnation?  Okay.  Temporal anomalies, sure.  Never-seen-again dinosaurs, polar bears, smoke-monsters, and assorted religious and scientific mania, I'll give you.  But now, J.J. Abrahms, you are just f'ing with us.