Pop Goes the Perception

He was the kind of guy you immediately typecast: businessy-looking dude, sports utility vehicle. But I only had a moment, because the light changed and he was coming toward me in the opposite lane, and before I could think anything about him at all he blew a big chewing-gum bubble and was gone. I really don't know why I would think bad thoughts about dressing for business and driving an SUV. Or why I should like him so much better because of the bubble gum. But I did.