My unusual social interaction for yesterday.

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So, it 4:15 PM, I'm done with work at the preschool, and I stop at the liquor store to buy a Coke and some smokes. I have the last smoke from my previous pack ready to fire up, and I'm about to do so when a black lady of about 55 appears with a bottle of cinnamon whiskey and a small bag of other stuff. She asks me for a smoke, and I show her my empty pack. I do not tell her about the new pack I just bought. I notice that she has a "short" in her hand (a partially smoked cigarette) and she asks if I have some "fire." I say, "Of course," and give her my lighter. She lights up her short. She cracks open her bottle of cheap whiskey and says, "That Coke would be a great chaser." I laugh and say, "Nope, I've been waiting for this moment and you can't share my Coke!" I try to fire up my cigarette, and I have to turn three different ways to get it to light, because of the wind. She laughs and says, "You're like a little kid." I say, "Hey it's just physics. One direction always works, but I can never tell which." She says, "Physics. I like that. I do the same thing, Baby. One direction's gotta work." We talk about this and that, including were we live, and then she says, "I gotta find my ride." I hope she has a ride. I finish my cigarette and my Coke, and then drive home.