So, with my current job I am frequently in different towns all over the state of Georgia. At a Klassix burger joint in Donalsonville, GA many miles from my home, I saw a JW I recognized from conventions, etc.
I have always been one to strike up conversations with everyone standing nearby (much to my wife's discomfiture, but she wasn't around to shame me) so I said, "Don't I know you?"
He looked at this 220 pound, grinning, bearded grizzly bear and it was clear he didn't know me.
I said, "Aren't you Mr. Wors[deleted]?" (a long-time elder)
With a shocked look, he said, "Yes."
I said, "I thought I recognized you! I'm D[deleted] Harper's boy. I recognized you as soon as I saw you. How are you?"
"Fine, fine. Just fine. Yeah, I've known your daddy a long time. I know him very well."
I shook his hand and clapped a hand to his shoulder and said, "Well, it was good seeing you. You take care, okay?"
"Okay."
I am sure he has no idea what to make of me. But I was just being myself. The horror he would have felt if he'd known I was disassociated didn't strike me as funny until I was back in my car. I was just being a human to another human.
And isn't that really what they try so hard to avoid...being human?
Respectfully,
AuldSoul