I had the most Texas interaction leaving H-E-B today. It was overcast, I was inexplicably annoyed, and this older guy walks up and goes, “You think it’ll rain or just keep fucking around?” I told him it had been raining up the street, so it’d probably get here soon. He smiled, patted my arm, and said, “Boy, you must not be from here.” Then he took my empty cart and walked off. Honestly, 10/10. Mood fixed.