I rode to my dentist’s office today and when I came out into the parking lot there was an elderly lady (late-70s I’d guess) standing looking at my motorcycle.
My first thought was, uncharitably, that she had bumped into me while parking, or something similar. I really didn’t think it would be good.
In the 15 seconds or so it took me to walk to my bike she never moved, just staring at the bike. Then just as I approached and she realised I was the rider she patted the tank and said, “I always wanted one of these, but I was born too soon I guess.” She then gave me a big smile, wished me a great day, and went in for her appointment.
And it was a great day.