Surprise

When I first met Mr. Ted, I am somewhat ashamed to say, I assumed he was mentally handicapped somehow, or at least a little socially autistic. I mean, he walked in an unusual way, smiled very often, and blinked almost incessantly when he spoke to anyone. I figured he was maybe one of those who are bright enough to get out in the world a little, but whose parents still care for their basic needs. Or they just sent him in from the car with a $10 bill for his lunch.