Go 3 blocks, make a left

Last night as I walked home from work, three different people stopped me to ask for directions. I was listening to my iPod, and each time had to pull the earphones from my ears, so it's not like I could have looked all that approachable. And there were a lot of other people on the street.

Maybe it's because I was carrying a plant home from my soon-to-be-ex office. Maybe I looked friendly.