Aww...that's cool. Really nice that a wave can make a complete stranger happy every day.The best part of my commute is when I drive by this one house. There is a black guy there who doesnt exactly have all his marbles. He stands on the driveway and waves to cars as they drive by. Everytime I see him I beep and wave and smile. He waves back and blows you a kiss. Hes been doing this for years. I think he has downs syndrome and hes probably in his early 40s by now. But every day, day after day, he'll be there to wave at you. I get sad when hes not there to wave at.
:rofl: Yeah, that would freak me out a bit too if I didn't know what he meant.That sort of reminds me of one of my best friends, who I used to drive around before he got his license. While being totally brilliant (he's an administrator at Cisco), he's a wee bit dislexic with directions. We'd be driving around, and he'd keep saying 'gas' or 'clutch' to indicate upcoming turns, because he couldn't remember the names for 'right' or 'left'. No problem to me, but it weirded out a couple of secondary passengers.