Maybe it's because you're a freak magnet. Or because there's some invisible sign on your head that says "let me be your bartender and psychoanalyst". Or "Will Listen / Empathize / Dispense Wisdom for Food". Or maybe it's that full moon out tonight. Maybe it's just your turn. You're chosen - wear it proudly. Maybe you're channeling Schleprock by mistake. I don't know. I really don't. Please stop asking. Deal with it. Can I borrow a twenty?