DeLaWho? DeLaWhat? DeLaWhere?

After parking my car in the parking garage at Easton, me and a friend were walking through the mall to go to P.F. Chang's for Easter dinner. As noted before, I was dressed quite well (if I do say so myself), and apparently I was dressed well enough to be offered a job. A Polish businessman, who himself was dressed to the nines, approached us and commented that I was looking very sharp and asked if I was going to school. We were a little bewildered by the whole thing. He went on to ask me if I had free time to do a little work during the school year. I respectfully denied his offer and went off to dinner. The odd thing is, he never said what the job entailed and what industry he was involved in. Makes one wonder...