I got off the light rail transit here after work and walked half a km. to the bike store. On my way, I wore my mountain bike cycling shoes, helmet, and carried my 2 panniers. I was going to pick up my repaired bike (drive train was completely replaced) and ride it home.

A cycling guy detoured abit and asked me if I was ok since I didn't have my bike with me.

I thanked him nicely and so no, I was going to get my bike at the shop after it was repaired.

I was flummoxed by his selflessness.