I was walking to my car one morning this week, and a man in a gray-hooded sweatshirt yelled out "Hello!" as he power-walked toward me.
"Hi," I said, getting into the car.
What am I doing? I thought.
I'd never met this man before and, while I already hated him, he seemed like he was just that guy in every neighborhood who takes power walks weekday mornings and says "Hello" to everyone who lives near him.
He chuckled like I'd given the perfect response.
"So," he yelled over his shoulder. "How are you doing this morning?"
"Uh," I said, stopping …