You Don't See That Every Day

Sam was shopping in the Asian grocer in Russell Street. I was trying to be supportive and involved, but really shopping bores me to tears, so I was gazing out the shop's door to the sunshine outside. You know, holding the basket, as Sam perused the shelves.

A guy walked up and stopped outside the grocer. He had on one of those, what I call, pollution masks - I never really understand why people wear those things. (edit - they wear them so as not to give other people any germs they feel they may have) As he stood in the sun, he pulled the mask down to his neck, took out a cigarette and smoked it. WTF? I thought.

Then he pulled the mask back over his face and continued walking.