tuesday february 3

today i was walking down ossington behind a man carrying two handfuls of tools and supplies, when, unbeknownst to him, a screwdriver dropped out of one of his cases onto the sidewalk. i picked it out of the snow and called after him. no answer. i walked a little faster until i was right on his ass and said "hey!" a little more forcefully. he turned around and i handed him his screwdriver, letting him know that he'd dropped it a little ways back. he was so grateful that he said "thank you" four times.