The video game effect!!!

I'm not kidding when I tell this story. I was on my way up to rite aid to take some 2 litter bottles back when some guy accross from the street yells "hey!" I stopped to face him and he came running over to me. He had a buckit in his hand and there were so tools of sorts in it. He began to quickly explain that he was working a job about two blocks away but that his partner didn't show and he needed help. He says without even being promted that he just needs me to pull a rope to hold a tree branch back while he cuts it and he'll pay me twenty bucks. I of course told him I had to go because I really didn't have time for any such projects. So I continued and returned the bottles. As I left rite aid though, another man shouts to me and being a semi-nice person I at least must make certain that it's no one I know. This is however, no one I know. He asks me if rite aid had taken my returns. I told him that they did. Then he asked me how much they paid for each, and I think, "What else stupied?" So I told him 5 cents, and figured he must be new to the country! Then he asked me if I had i.d. I told him that I did. He asked me if I wanted to make a $100. I then told him I wasn't interested and had to go. This whole good guy bad guy thing was just a little weird. I still don't know why that sort of thing would happen, but I think that's the last time I'm going anywhere without headphones. That way I don't have to talk to the weird-o's anymore. It felt like some sort of poke'mon adventure, only without the ceartures or nice people or hokey shit that leads you on your path. Anyways, I have HW to do. Dambed essays just keep coming!!!