A Hare-y Minute

So today, as I was leaving work, I was stopped by a man on campus. He was a tall individual like myself, but he was even whiter than me and was completely bald. He was all well dressed with a small, black, rolling suitcase. To me, he looked lost and I thought he needed to know where a certain building was on campus. Turns out that was not the case and I figured that out very quickly. He gave me a very bizarre compliment about my shirt, a Puma soccer T-shirt, and my hair, which wasn't all that great after a long day of work. Then he said, with what sounded like a Scandinavian accent, his name, which I forgot, and that he was from Alaska. He asked me where I was from and I was like "uhhh here". If I sounded confused or bewildered, it's because I was. I had no idea where this was going. Then he asked me to read this book and he hands me this very thick book with Hindu or Indian artwork on the cover. I did not bother looking through it or reading the title. I just quickly said "uhhh...no thanks" and walked away. He might of said "okay", but I did not bother turning around or giving him anymore of my attention. That was just a very eerie minute or two. I started off being tired from work and then suddenly, I got uncomfortable. Never in my life have I felt so uncomfortable on my university campus. Even before he showed me his book, the way he talked to me and the way he shook my hands (no firm handshake), just gave me this strange feeling about him. I am not sure how many other students and faculty had an encounter with him, but I hope not many.