Do You Know the Muffin Man?

Coming from a barber shop, I was walking along a street when a schoolmate from high school emerged from a huge hardware store. He stood there for awhile clutching a plasticbag. He was on my path and our eyes met. He was not exactly a close friend but I cannot say that he is a total stranger; afterall we spent like almost a week as team and room mates when we joined a quiz bee in another school when we were in high school and we were really cool then, so I smiled and aimed to greet him. To my surprised he turned his back just as I came nearer. So I was like, “Dang.”

I moved forward without looking back. I tried to look for a stranger and ask for the time so it would look like I was smiling at that person but there was nobody there. HAY!