Went on a trip to the local grocery store, and happened upon a floor-worker leaning down to adjust her outfit whilst gathering carts from the parking lot. I passed her, giving the appropriate silent nod, and she replied hoarsely, "My socks were fallin' down. Had to fix 'em."
I stopped in my tracks, turned back to look at her, and only then did I realize she was justifying herself to me this supposed faux pas. I assured her, "I wasn't judgin' ya!", to which her countenance and disposition brightened considerably.
I don't even know the poor gal's name, but she has my sincerest sympathy for whatever she's going through, and I hope brighter days visit her soon.