Sun at Starbucks

On my way into starbucks - some woman pulls up on the road and asks me directions to the beltway.

Sat at the Gas Station

I'm at the gas station, bent over/rear in the air, vacuming out my front passenger seat when a woman pulls into the station, drives over and asks for directions to the beltway. I couldn't have been more unapproachable (from my perspective). No eye contact - nothing. Even though this similar type of experience seems to happen to be on a weekly basis - in keeping with my new tracking mechanism - count this as directions request #1.