crosswalk thumbs up

when i stopped at the light at sandburg, an older man stepped off the curb into the crosswalk and crossed in front of me. it had been raining earlier that morning, so i was wearing my yellow rain jacket. “hu, he’s got the same jacket on as i do” i thougth, “and look, he’s giving me the thumbs-up because we’re wearing the same jacket?” — well, i don’t think so. i think he liked my Z.