I believe I was propositioned on Sunday morning. It was certainly a new and interesting experience. I rode my bright yellow bike to the local Safeway early in the morning for the paper. It was a typical Oregon spring morning; riotous loads of flowers every color in the rainbow but with a dismally grey sky threatening to pour down any second. Not wanting to waste time, I left my helmet on, locked my bike, walked straight to the papers, selected my Oregonian, handed over my two dollars and walked straight back. As I approached my bike there was a reasonably normal looking man, mid-forties (ish), who tried to strike up conversation outside the recycling center, where unfortunately for me, my bike was locked. I made zero eye contact as I tried to fasten my paper to my bike rack and unlock my bike quickly. In the space of about 90 seconds I realized he was not okay as he not only inquired if I was into roller derby or mud wrestling but also asked if I wanted his phone number while informing me he could teach me to downhill ski.
I think you all know by know that Unsolicited Conversation with Unknown Persons makes me nervous. Further Unsolicited Conversations with someone who may or may not be On Something when I am alone in a deserted parking lot early in the morning made me want to a. laugh hysterically and b. see if I could break my previous time for biking home. I know, I know, Jesus loves this guy and probably would have had some fish and bread with him for breakfast. If Jesus had been bike riding with me I may have hung out a little longer just to see which way the conversation would turn. Maybe the guy would have tried to give Jesus a downhill ski demonstration, just like I received. I'm sure the guy wasn't a real threat and most likely he was just being friendly. However, I think I'll start having the Sunday paper delivered from now on!