Day 332: Go ahead

It was a short exchange. He didn't want anything to do with me. The guy was probably in his 60s, driving a Honda SUV with Oklahoma plates. I asked him my question after he finished washing his windows. He just looked at me blankly and asked, "Why?" I told him about my project. This didn't satisfy him apparently, but he wanted to get rid of me. "Go ahead," he said, waving his hand at me with a straight face. He was moving away then. "Go ahead," he said again. And then he was gone, walking toward the QuikTrip. He looked back once, but I wasn't sure he was looking at me or his car.