So I was at the gas station this guy pulls up in a rickety van and says,"Hey could you help me?" Me baing the nice person I am says,"Sure. Whatcha need?" And he says,"Where can I find Lynnwood?" I say,"Dude you're in Lynnwood." He says,"Oh ok. Can you help me find...oh wait where's that address?" He is funbling through his rickety old van and meanwhile says to me,"Hey why don't you get in the van and wait while I find the address...?" (me thinking,"Yeah sure I'll climb into your rickety old van molester rapist murdered guy.") Me for real.."Oh no thanks I am fine." Then he asks me where the mall is and I tell him and he speeds away. What the hell? I did not think of getting his liscence plate. And when I called my husband he said< "Call the police.." but I could not identify him really other than a old creepy looking smoker guy in a white rickety old van. So I didn't call the police...who is stupid/naive enough to get in that van...?
