When You’re A Stranger

While I was shopping this afternoon, a lady came up to me and asked if I was new to the area. I said no, I’ve lived here about half my life.

She then replied, “And you still shop at Trigo’s?”

I said, “yeah. I shop in Terrace a lot but I come here once in a while. It’s close, you can find all kinds of stuff here.”

I wasn’t sure why she was asking me this or why I was explaining myself. I felt no need to continue the conversation so I walked away. It just seemed strange.

Here is this woman, who I’ve never seen in my life, basically passing judgement on me for shopping in a local store that she herself is also shopping in.

While it’s true that there’s not much here in Kitimat in the way of shopping, I still come to a lot of the local stores. I don’t see any problem with that.

Maybe she knows something about the store or the owner that I don’t know about. Maybe she has some kind of problem with them; what that could be,  I have no clue.

I also thought of the possiblility that she was flriting with me but for one thing, I wasn’t interested and for another, she appeared to be there with a guy when I saw her later so that wasn’t likely.

That was a weird situation and that’s the reason I try to avoid talking to people I don’t know. You never know what that person’s going to say but it’s probably going to be weird.

Jim Morrison said it best: people are strange.

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