Guy at the Denver bus stop told me my jacket was on inside out and then we talked for 20 minutes
I was waiting for the 15 bus on Colfax around 7am and a guy named Ray pointed at my jacket and said it was inside out. He was right, tags were showing. We got to talking while I flipped it around and he told me he'd been a mail carrier in that neighborhood for 31 years. Anyone else meet someone at a random stop who ends up being weirdly interesting?