A friend said he saw me walking through the Railroad District. “You looked like you were thinking, I bet I can flip that car over.”
I had a good laugh about that. He related a tale about his appearance. A friend had seen him at a grocery store’s produce section. Later, telling my buddy about it, said, “You looked like you were angry about something.”
My friend thought it over. “I was trying to find the garlic.”
Appearances. Not always what they seem.