a gift

My friends and I were standing near a fruit stand waiting to get a cab tonight when a young guy walked up to buy some papaya. The vendor sliced it up and put it in a plastic bag.

The guy asked for some extra wooden skewers and gave each of us a piece of the fruit, indicating that we were too thin and should eat more. And that was the end of it.

When we got in the cab, both Alyssa and I noted our appreciation of how a guy managed to give four young women papaya in a non-hitting-on-us kind of way.

Way to not be creepy, papaya guy. We affirm you!