I just realized that I had one of my infamous "stranger danger" moments today, but didn't even think of it as "stranger danger" because the man in question said the magic words, "St. Louis."
This is both a classic stranger danger story and a perfect example of why logic has no place here. Ready? Cause this one is a two for one special!
So I was leaving Tucson City Court today (totally got caught being nefarious and had to pay the penalty), when a man standing outside the courthouse asked me if I was a registered voter. I unsuccessfully tried to pull off my signature "I am unaware of your presence and do not hear you speaking to me" evasion technique, but somehow there was accidental eye contact on my part and so I was forced to say something like "No, thank you" while continuing to move at a rapid pace.
Unfortunately for me, I was carrying my St. Louis bag with me (seen here) and the man spotted and yelled after me, "St. Louis? I used to live in St. Louis." If I have one weakness in my stranger danger armor,
So we chatted about general areas where our family lived back in the Midwest and he told me that I was pretty - twice. And then we wished each other a nice day and I headed back to work. And it was pleasant and fine. However, had he not ever lived in St. Louis, you had better believe that I would be totally having a neurotic breakdown right now about how weird men in random public places always feel compelled to talk to me.
Because this is my life .... logic has no place here.