My flight was a little delayed and it was after midnight when I found myself doing the 20 minute walk from the airport to my car which I’d left at work.
A car drove past, indicated and pulled in a short distance ahead. Should my instinct to be worried? It wasn’t, but I was definitely a bit on alert. I was SO tired and just wanted to get home.
As I walked past I heard a guy shout out and I headed over. Not too close, mind.
“Are you OK? Do you need any help? An Uber or something?”
“Oh. No, I’m fine thanks. Just landed off a plane and walking to get my car.”
“Oh OK. Good good. Just as long as you’re OK.”
Satisfied I was safe, he drove off. How nice.
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