Today Chrissy and I were waiting for a taxi at the mall, and there were no taxis in sight. It had been on and off raining all day, and then out of nowhere, a guy jumps behind me in line and holds an umbrella over my head so that I won't get wet. My first reaction was, "Oh brother, I wonder how much he'll ask me for.." but, it turns out, he was just trying to be nice. He asked where we were from, and what state we used to live in. When a taxi came, I said thanks, and then when I looked out, he put the umbrella away. He only had it out for me.

Guys in the States, take notes.