Something like this may have happened once: I assisted a woman in getting her car started in the grocery store parking lot. But, even if it did happen, I would probably never tell you that. I would however very likely say, “I jumped a blonde at Publix.” But, you know, only if it happened to come up in conversation….

And if at some other time in a different place some totally different woman asked for help with her car because she couldn’t get the hood up and thinks it needs water and when she tried to drive it, it just sort of stalled and… sure enough the hood latch was broken and I had taken my tools out of my car because I was moving some things into storage and did you say it did start and then stalled? And if she started it up and put it in gear and it didn’t move and I looked underneath to make sure it wasn’t caught on something before I asked, “Is the parking brake on?” … And if she said, “Oh, yeah… I’m going to try to make it home now….” I would say, “Good luck.”

But that’s not exactly what I was thinking. Of course you didn’t hear it from me….

Posted by Tim