You were waiting at a bus stop in the pouring rain. The cold evening breeze blowing against you, causing you to shiver. Your clothes were soaked from the rain.

"How long would it be before this damn bus arrives?" You thought, shuffling in place as you stood there. A guy walked up, and he noticed how miserable you looked. He had an umbrella, and he shuffled closer to you and moved the umbrella so it covered you from the rain as well.

"You good man?" he asked.