Yet another late night, road-side prosthetist visit finds us at the local Shell station with Cyrus in order to get his new legs in time for the big jump on Saturday. He’s a dedicated dude who takes great pride in his work and extreme care of his patients. He’s pretty bad ass!
While waiting, Nick walked into the store for his favorite treat: Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups. King size. When he came back, a man walked up to our open car door and without saying hello or introducing himself asks, “Hey what happened to you?”
We were dumbfounded and awkwardly silent, so he asked it again, followed by an aggressive, “Are you okay?”
After Nick played dumb for a second and then introduced himself, the man, wearing a giant gold belt buckle and tight grey V-neck shirt succeeded in confusing the shit out of us.
“I saw you standing there but didn’t notice your legs. Then I saw them. You overcame that! You’re a staunch individual!”
Staunch. Hmmm. Haven’t heard it used in that context, but we’ll take it.
After he walked away, Nick summed it up perfectly, “You’ve gotta have some balls to just come up to a guy and ask what’s wrong with him.”