Two days ago I came out of the grocery store and saw a much older car with its hood open, trunk open, doors open, windows rolled down and soft music playing. Barely audible. It was before the after work rush and I found it creepy considering the lot was mostly empty. There wasn't a driver to be found. I wanted to put my hand near the radiator or engine to see if it was warm but decided against it.
I've seen a lot of weird and dangerous stuff overseas, and in life generally, but some stuff really manages to make the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.
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They pay relocation expenses, since I never intended to stay here beyond the required 2 years I got a military lease on my apartment.
The big reason to go back though is I came here alone, my wife and daughter are still there.
If I’m alone when I come back here five years from now I’ll probably buy a small house so I have a stateside address.
I knew you were married, but I had no idea you had a kid. That must be tough on everyone involved. Skype or whatever people use these days isn't as good as a physical hug.
He invited himself in, and I was still in the laugh-and-keep-saying-yeah phase of my social protocol.![]()
Maybe he was socially dysfunctional or kept repeating himself because he may have been caught doing something he shouldn't have been doing?