Direct-Me-Don't Addendum

In my last post I half-jokingly mentioned that there must be something about my demeanour that caused people to find me inherently unreliable or untrustworthy - so much so that seemingly I could not even be relied upon to convey the correct time.

Well, a couple of days later that very thing happened - a bloke at a bus stop asked me for the time, which I duly obliged with an appropriate level of accuracy (we were waiting for a bus - minutes are important). He clearly wasn't convinced however, because mere moments later he decided to ask a bunch of thugs that happened to be walking past the very same question, apparently bothered enough about eliciting a second opinion that he was prepared to risk bringing a sound kicking down upon both of us.