Ventured out on errands today, during a break in the rain. Among them, stopping by my bank to deposit a check.
The clerk, not one whom I'd encountered before, seemed politely suspicious, and kept asking questions.
Maybe I match a profile of some sort?
Wears a heavy coat in hot weather ⇒ suicide bomber.
Wears shorts, short sleeves, and slippers in the dead of winter ⇒ nutter*, possibly on drugs?
Anyway, I seem to have passed the test. (Yes, I am on drugs. For blood pressure and cholesterol. Also pseudoephedrine, at the moment, and caffeine**.)
* But I'm saving up to be eccentric.
** And I can't seem to find Gary McGath's "The Alternate World Temperance Union" on the Web anywhere.
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