Autumn

Autumn

Thursday, March 21, 2013

At Least Say Hello

First full day of Spring and our weather is cool and bright. Tomorrow it will be, August, or at least feel like it. When our weather turns warm it sticks around for a long, long, time.

Good morning, my friends. When I logged on I spotted a reader from Eastwood, New South Wales. Thanks for reading, now, say hello why don't 'ya.

Beautiful country down under...

*****

Yesterday a yellow cab pulled into my driveway. Lady jumps out and runs to my front door. I let her inside. She walks in, breath labored, tears.

She begins, "Please, Sir. I be caught this cab from my home. I'm on my way to the hospital where my husband is about to have surgery and when we arrived here I realized I'd left my wallet at home. I've got to get to 'da hospital and I don't have any cash. (catches her breath) Please, Sir, can I be have thirty-five dollars?"

She begins to wiggle. Jumps in place for just a second. One of my customers gives a chuckle.

Me, "Dear lady, first of all the hospital is six miles south of here and you would have had to pass it on your cab ride to this location. Secondly, your home, if I understand you correctly, is fifteen miles further south of the hospital. Why, on God's green earth, did you ride so far north to ask for cab fare?"

Her, blink, blink.

Then, "Well just f*^k you, you piece of s*it white man."

She then turns and slams the door on her way outside. Didn't even say goodbye.

At least she tired.

*****

Today, I hope, I shall bundle this pile of federal tax forms and even larger folder of paper and deposit it on my new accountant's desk.

Perhaps now I can truly begin to enjoy our freshly given Spring.

Stephen





33 comments:

  1. That is a new scam to me. Early morning, late evenings at gas stations have been approached with some story about needing gas money to get to the hospital. Usual story is some relative has been shot.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. I get the 'ole run out of gas scam several times a month...sure get old. Thanks, my friend.

      Delete
  2. Wow, some people can be brazen. Hadn't heard of this scam yet. Hope spring greets you well!

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. It's new to me too...thanks, Pretty Girl, so do I.

      Delete
  3. You lost an amazing opportunity to prove that you are not a piece of shit, white man. First they ask, then they insist, then they get indignant. You caused her a moment of stress that could have been avoided if you had just done as she said. I'm sure she would have said "God bless you" for being cooperative.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Joy, not in my lifetime with my money...she should call Washington.

      Delete
  4. Bet she won't be back................
    Thanks for the good chuckle!
    Wish spring would get HERE - everything still covered in snow. I'll even take a day that reaches 40.

    Phyllis (N/W Jersey)

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. I'm sure she's finished with me...storms here today.

      Delete
  5. You DO get some interesting folks crossing your threshold. Your response was perfect. :)

    I hope you enjoy the rest of the day.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Thanks, my friend...any business on a major street deals with this stuff daily.

      Delete
  6. Quick, on your feet thinking. I would have been too flustered to do what you did. Excellent!

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Nothing special, kristine, I've had a lot of practice. Thanks, Lovely One.

      Delete
  7. Very well handled. My wife was taken by someone with a similar scam. At a highway rest stop, needed gas, food for the babies, etc. etc.

    ReplyDelete
  8. Stephen,

    Nice little scam she has going there. Glad to see you were not a victim.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. I don't play victim well...thanks, Dear Sandy.

      Delete
  9. Well done Sir... Smart response to the scam...

    ReplyDelete
  10. You truly run into some characters. We don't have that so much here. Occasionally we run into some child left to roam the streets, . . .I always run them off. Kids told me, I am the B_____ of the neighborhood. I like to keep it that way. I just tell them things like go home to your house and tell your mother or grandma (whoever seems to be raising them) that I said that you need to be kept at home on your property. I don't like trespassers. . .I don't care if your grandma caught baby gators down at creek behind my property. I am older than her and its not happening today lil jack rabbit , Go Home. They do not come back. Love living where house apes think they rule because their parents were heathens and didn't care where they went or what they did. Rode the schoolbus with these grandparents and I guess their chores after school was to go home eat french fries and watch tv. Didn't happen at our house. I will always protect my property and may just use a piece of bamboo if needed be. See ya later. Glad to hear ya iur doing well.

    ReplyDelete
  11. Thanks for the chuckle Stephen. The depths people will stoop to just to avoid actual work is still astounding.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Solid fact...work is left to the peasants. Thanks, my friend.

      Delete
  12. I shudder to think what people would actually have to do in order to surprise me these days. I suppose I should be happy that some people still bother to ask for their loot rather than just walking in and helping themselves. That seems to be getting rarer too.

    ReplyDelete
  13. Whenever that has happened to me in the past, I express shock and dismay, then offer to phone the police for help. Surprise -- no one has ever stuck around for me to actually make that call!

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Amazing, isn't it. I like to 'mess' with 'em too much to try your method. Thanks, my friend. Hang around...

      Delete
  14. Somewhere there's a list of scams they read from and that one's on it. Which is why churches don't give out cash most times.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. The churches are wise indeed. It was a new one for me. I never, and I mean, never had out cash....have in the past but not again in my lifetime. Thanks, my friend.

      Delete