So yesterday, I'm leaving work and driving along my merry way. Probably singing along to the radio. Terribly of course. I'm waiting for the light to turn green and a car pulls up behind me. Nothing abnormal about that.
I glance in my rearview mirror, just standard operating procedure. Then do a double take.
The guy driving the car behind me (a Toyota Camry most likely, probably a few years old at least) is wearing aviator sunglasses with some sort of handkerchief draped over the bottom half of his face and held in place by the glasses.
Having trouble picturing it? Imagine this guy but with aviator glasses on.
I know! V. creepy.
But I didn't get a chance to get him to come around me so I could get a better look because he turned at the next light. Ah well. At least it made an interesting story. Kinda. Maybe?