Okay, I'll admit that I was slightly intrigued by the idea that someone would offer me a job without knowing me. And by intrigued, I mean curious: as in, how does someone with so little sense walk around without constantly running into things. My interest piqued, I gave him my cell phone number. (In reality, I didn't imagine that he could learn to coordinate his finger movements with the buttons on a phone and didn't really expect a call back). Well, imagine my surprise when he called me today and again offered me this job with no parameters or definition. I politely declined and, in turn, offered to find him a nice place where he could get a free hot meal and the psychiatric care he so obviously needs.