So alright, here's the situation. I was at a thrift store before heading to college today, and I see something that catches my attention. It's a book, discarded and forgotten like many others on the shelf, so I pick it up.

I read "Micheal Jackson" in big bold letters and open it to see none other than the King of Pop clad in glittery pants and boots which could easily be seen in a women's shoe store these days.

Needless to say, nonsensical stuff has always made me happy, so this book had me excited. Sadly though, I was completely broke at the time, so I put the book down and began to leave when suddenly this old woman notices my predicament.

"You want to get this book?" she says. Still shocked from seeing a woman her age willing to converse with someone dressed like kids do these days, I say "Well... yeah, but I'm broke at the moment so it can wait. I'm pretty sure it's not going anywhere."

Then this woman says "Eh, I'll buy the book for you, I know how that feels." Such generosity is unheard of to me, especially considering the age gap, and knowing the stereotype that old people don't like modern teenagers.

So yeah, I was impressed. Not too much of a finisher here, but maybe there's a moral to this story. One that perhaps some old people are rad. They know what's up.