Why people insist on talking to me in the bathroom is beyond me. It's okay if I am washing my hands or if I am loaded, but any other circumstances freak me out. Yesterday I was minding my own business when some old senile man asked me if I was famous yet. At first I tried to place him, 'old man , yellow wool sweater with reverend quality' but I couldn't, so I filed him under 'old man, yellow wool sweater with psychotic tendencies' and tried to escape as soon as I could.