Coming home from a party
Coming home from a party, I walked by this car that was parked the road. A guy called out “excuse me”, and he first asked if I could speak German, then he asked for directions. I’m new to the area and didn’t know. But then he revealed that he wasn’t really looking for anyplace, but was trying to get me to go into his car by his nonplussed attitude at not finding the area he was looking for, asking me if I wanted to go for a drink, and all that bull. So much for being a Good Samaritan.