It seems like KB has a truth serum effect.
I am sitting in my car after work yesterday, when a woman walks by wheeling a 5 gallon bucket of paint behind her. I don’t think much of it other than she was well proportioned but her energy felt off. This was my initial gut feeling.
Anyway, I continue to select the audio I want to listen to on my commute home. In the 5 minutes or so I’m in my car, I see her walk down to a house. Then the next thing I know she is walking back towards me and stops a few feet away from my window.
I roll it down and ask, “How can I help you miss?”
She explains that she is trying to sell the bucket of paint for some cash. As I am starting to see her completely, I realized she is barefoot. The whole picture becomes clear to me, she is either a drug addict or higher on the crazy spectrum.
I tell her that I don’t know anyone looking for paint. She then asked where I was from and if I was from around there. I told her where I was from, generally, a whole state away.
She then told me how her father lives in the state but she hadn’t seen him in 10 years.
Here’s the kicker. She tells me, he’s building houses all over. He taught her how to build houses, but it was easier pretending to be crazy. 
We both had a laugh and she went on her way.