Go, you chicken fat, go away!

I wasn't in a good mood this morning.  It's hard to have a positive attitude when things aren't going the way you'd like them to.  So, I was just about to run when I saw the garbage man coming.  I decided to wait until he was done so I could bring the trash bin back to the house.  Then I saw the mailwoman.  I decided to wait until she was done so I could get my mail and see how many more bills I get to pay.  Then right when I was ready to go, I saw this guy riding a bike with one hand and pulling another with his other hand.  He said something real loud to an old lady that was walking her dog.  He looked like a psychopath so I decided to wait until he had passed.  He rode passed, but then he skidded to a halt, turned around and rode up to me.  He offered me $5 to drive him to his motel.  While I could use the money, I was in a bad mood and there was no way I was going to give a psychopath who was in the process of stealing a bicycle a ride to his motel so that he could avoid the police and possibly slit my throat.  I told him, "I don't think so, dude."  He said, "You know you shouldn't judge a book by its cover."  He's right.  But that didn't stop me from saying, "I'm not judging you by your cover.  I'm judging you by your actions.  What did you just tell that lady over there?"  He said he told her good morning.  "Is there anything wrong with that?"  He asked me if it was my mom.  Nope.  Was it someone I knew.  Nope.  Then he told me, "You have a good day, buddy."  Well, I just made an enemy with a psychopath that knows where I live.  That's great.

I ran down the Floodway and turned around right at the corner where the guy wanted me to take him.  I didn't see him anywhere.  Maybe someone else gave him a ride.  I was dragging the last 3/4 of a mile.  My arms are starting to recover from my Saturday workout.  I could barely lift them yesterday.