So, I meet this guy who has heard that I have Purple Heart from war. Lie the second words out of his mouth it's, "My good friends went to that war. One got killed. Two were wounded badly. I didn't have to go. I had a very low lottery number for the draft, but my uncle helped me avoid getting called up. Sometimes I wish I had gone, just to know what it was like, but I guess I'm really glad I didn't go." ... What kind of jerk lives inside that guy? All of that within 15 seconds of our being introduced. I said, "Nice meeting you. Hope all that get all of that worked out. See ya later." And left him standing there flat footed as I turned to speak with someone else.