Ok, so, I was telling one of my friends about this, and since it's surprisingly not a rare occurrence for me, he suggested I start a blog on the weird stuff that happens to me.

I was sitting on a little thing in around Dundas Square in downtown Toronto, looking at my handheld GPS, waiting for it to finish getting satellite signals.   This was taking a bit, especially with the tall buildings all around.  So, I'm sitting there, just looking at this thing that everybody takes to be a bulky cell phone, and a guy comes up and asks me for the time.  I look at my watch, since it's more natural, and this guy seems surprised my "phone" didin't have a clock on it.  I go on to explain to him that it's a GPS, not a phone, and so a conversation entails...

Seeing as he sat down about 1.5-2 feet from me, I couldn't get a good look at hsi clothes, but to give you an idea, he looked to be in his mid to late 30's, good quality sunglasses, beard-moustanc-thing, whatever it's called, baseball hat, and fairly well groomed, all things considered.

But basically, he starts talking to me, and starts thinking I must have a fair amoutn of money (read: he called me rich) just because I could afford a GPS and to do some geocaching.   Somehow, it got to my mentioning that I was lucky to have gotten a job about a month or so before the economy crapped out, my mentioning that i'm working for a government--he suggested, based on personality--that I could be wokring for the city, but I never said which level I actually work for.

Anyways, I ask him what he does for a living, he says he doesn't have a job, and goes on to say that he's been living on the streets for 20 years (or was it 10?  whatever...), says he knows all the streets of Toronto, and knows a lot of people all over the city.  Told me that if anybody tries to hassle me, to tell them to take it up with "Old Man Scotia", saying earlier that his name was Scotia.

Weird conversation, all said and done, and I know I'm forgetting a few things here, but I'm just kinda writing as things come into my mind, which I think is how I'll keep this section going.  No filtering, no editing, just my thgouths, straight from my head.

Weirdest thing is, I've had a similar incident on the subway (guy started talking to me while I was reading a textbook with headphones on) about 3 weeks ago, and another with some crazy lady about 3-4 months ago, and that's just this year.  unfortuately, I don't get enough girls of my age coming up to me, and haven't had one do it in quite awhile.  i'm beginning to miss it, despite it being rare to start with.