Kidnapper?

So I'm walking out of Bartell's tonight on my way to my car. It was dark out already because these days the sun sets around 4pm. As I'm walking to my car I briefly notice a guy and a woman having an awkward looking conversation.

I heard the woman say "I don't know but there's a lot of people coming out of Whole Food's."

'What a strange conversation' I thought.

As soon a I finished this thought the man said to me "I know this sounds strange but will you do me a favor?"

"What's that?" I asked...learning a long time ago not to automatically say "yes" not knowing what I would be agreeing to.

"Well, my truck is stranded on the road. The fuel pump went out, and I'm diabetic" The man said as his eyes made a big googly look while he was shaking his hands. "I need my insulin I can already feel my body reacting!"

"What a wack job" I thought. I noticed that he was dressed business casual. Maybe it was the lack of light, but it was an oddly put together business casual. I thought maybe he might be a transient.

"Will you give me a ride?"

I was a little taken aback by the whole situation. I quickly thought to myself 'how does he know his fuel pump went out? I had a fuel pump go out on my car and there was know way that I could tell my fuel pump went out. This guy is telling me a contrived story!' Then I thought 'oh man this guy needs help, he needs his insulin....wait, insulin, duh!! We're standing outside a frikin Bartell Drug Store!!'

I told the man "Sorry I really don't feel comfortable giving you a ride. If you need insulin you can get some in Bartell's."

The man immediately got irate and said "yeah, can't you see my 44 Magnum here" sliding his coat back pointing to his beer gut. "I would buy insulin if I had thirty dollars but I don't have my wallet!"

'If this guy was driving his truck why wouldn't he have his wallet' I thought.

I snickered at him as I opened my car door and got into my car.

"See this is what's wrong...society has made you think like this....you moron" the man said angrily and stomped off into the shadows of the building.

As I pulled my car out of the parking spot I looked into the man's wild eyes. I could see that the man was clearly irate and acting hostile and I thought to myself 'see this is exactly why I didn't want to give you a ride you freak!"

Pulling my car out further from the parking lot I could see that the man had stopped a couple in a van, I assume giving the same speal.

By the way the man reacted to me not giving him a ride I think he really did need some help.

A.)He may have been a kidnapper looking to mug someone to steal money, a car, valuables, etc. or,

B.)he may have actually needed a ride to get his insulin.

In either case I feel comfortable relying on my gut feeling about the situation and am happy to report this post safely from the comfort of my home, alive (hopefully he got help and didn't hurt anyone either)!