The Stranger

 Random dude, never seen him in my life, came up to me and said, "Man, you need a day off."

I responded, "Don't we all?"

He looked at me, took his shades off, obviously for dramatic effect, peered right into my eyes and said, "Nah man, YOU need a day off.  Fuck it."

Kid you not, I almost dropped this route then and there.  But then I thought about it and couldn't justify that the stranger who smelt a little like yesterday's coffee, last night's beer, and today's piss was making a whole lot of sense.  

Who was this stranger, and as I write, I wonder, is the stranger really me from another reality?