"No thanks, I'm fine."
"It's some cookies, chips and stuff."
I figured he might be roaming the parking lot giving away promotional samples. "Uh, (shrug) okay."
He dropped a crumpled up bag of things on the floor of the Rolling Steel Tent and wished me a good day.
Oh! I get it now. He thought I was in need, that I must be in bad shape living out of a van and all. Well, I guess it made him feel better. Can't go criticizing good Samaritans.