K/van... well said.

I had a very eerie experience several years ago. I walked from a corner store to my truck. As I was closing my door, a man of 60 or so "suddenly appeared" (I hadn't noticed anyone near) and he was walking toward me. I was startled, unnerved. His hands were slightly outstretched such as when one is about to speak. He had several days of stubble growth and a bewildered, frightened look on his face. My reaction can only be described as "panic". I started the truck and reversed quickly, pretending to just see him for the first time and our eyes locked for an instant. He looked at me with a look of PLEASE help me. I continued my escape hastily.

I immediately began to question myself and became upset with my actions. I told myself to go back over and over but I kept "running away". I can still see his face vividly. It bothers me to this day. I was not even a mile away when I realized who he looked like... me... he actually looked like me. Perhaps that what was really startled me?

Shame? Yeah, big time.

As for buskers, they always get my coin, even if they play as poorly as I. >;-)