I am sitting at the Marriott hotel in Troy, Alabama, where I'm on assignment this week, chowing down my morning scramble, when out of nowhere an elderly man clutching a copy of USA Today approaches my table.
"What do YOU PEOPLE THINK is going to happen to seniors, who don't get their social security checks next month?!! It's a sorry country we've got, when that's what I have to read about in our papers."
Choking on my breakfast potatoes, I stammer out a "I...I...don't know...sir."
He peers at me in disgust, then walks away.
When did I become The Man???