The dermatologist visit

So I went to see my dermatologist this morning. First of all, she looks so much like Sarah Palin, I could hardly concentrate on what she was saying. I just kept expecting her to break out in the awkward little dance Palin did on SNL's Weekend Update Saturday night (which was awesome, by the way).

When I left the appointment and started making my way through the parking lot, there was this man peering into the back of my car. Obviously he saw the "what the heck" look on my face and asked if that was my car. "Yep, sure is," I said. He preceded to tell me some story about how he needs a new car and was thinking of buying one like mine. He asked a few vague questions - "How does it drive?" yadayadayada. Then, he said, "I'm not going to rob you or hurt you or anything." Clearly the look of terror on my face said it all.

I've always been one to freak out in situations like that. He had a heavy jacket on and had his hands in his pockets the entire time. He was a shady looking character anyway, despite the fact he was circling my vehicle suspiciously. I just kept waiting on him to ask me to hand over my purse or knock me over the head with some blunt object. Luckily I was able to play it cool, jump in my car and drive off. I gave the derm's office a call on my way home just to give them a heads up about the guy in the parking lot. They all probably thought I was crazy. I'm sure it was some regular patient or something. I'm sure I overreacted, but you just don't go snooping in the windows of people's cars. Go to a car lot to check out vehicles!