Alien Donut Man, Part III
Anyway, I walked past the donut shop, not expecting to see the Alien Donut man, who I have not seen in weeks.
Imagine my surprise when the Alien Donut man (who was sitting in his usual seat, with his blue ski jacket on) caught my eye, cracked a smile, and waved.
I gave him a slight nod back and a half-wave.
We are not friends but I guess we are now acquaintances.