Nice Pants

I am still amazed by people sometimes.
Today I got down to my car and had to stand there like a moron for a few minutes with my hand reaching in behind my shirt buttons because my book bag had knocked my nametag off one of its frogs.* I finally got in, and as I turned the car on, I noticed someone right at my window staring at me.
I rolled down the window. Little guy carrying stereo speakers and some clothes. He just wanted to thank me.
? said my expression.
"I wanted to say I appreciate you for being in the service."
I thanked him in return, because that just never ceases to amaze me when someone can come up and do that. I can't even tell someone in the elevator that they have a nice outfit to make small talk.

*the metal claspy thing that keeps the pokey thing in place.