Story of a Rest Stop Encounter

And he and I were, you know,

in the middle of nowhere in Michigan.

I don't even remember where,

what town we were in.

But we stopped at a rest stop,

and he went inside to go to the bathroom,

and I was outside just sort of pacing,

checking my phone,

and this guy starts walking up to me.

Uh-oh.

And, you know, big, burly guy,

he was driving a truck,

and, you know, fit a certain stereotype,

and I'm like, oh, God, where's my bodyguard?