Walking up to the grocery store a minute ago, a young man with a couple of friends at his elbow sized me up as a person who could help him out of an embarrassing situation. This happens to me from time to time, hip and unshaven as I often appear. I’ve learned to stand up straight, look the person in the eye, smile, and graciously help them out of their bind.
“Excuse me– do you know how to tap a keg?,” he said with some anxiety.
“Naw, man. Sorry.”
Oh, the shame.