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 Dewey,
Been there, done (almost) that.
Werner

 


 

 

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From: Whittaker, Dewey (EHCOE) <[log in to unmask]>
To: [log in to unmask]
Sent: Fri, Jan 21, 2011 11:20 am
Subject: [TN] NTC


Not that we would admit to being that way or knowing anyone like that,

but just in case.



Dewey



 



 



 



     



     



    "$5.37." That's what the kid behind the counter at Taco Bell

said to me. I dug into my pocket and pulled out some lint and two dimes

and something that used to be a Jolly Rancher. Having already handed the

kid a five-spot, I started to head back out to the truck to grab some

change, when the kid with the Elmo hairdo said the harshest thing anyone

has ever said to me. 

    

    He said, "It's OK. I'll just give you the senior citizen

discount." 

     

    I turned to see who he was talking to and then heard the sound

of change hitting the counter in front of me.  

     

    "Only $4.68," he said cheerfully.  

    

    I stood there stupefied. I am 58, not even 60 yet. A mere child!

Senior citizen? I took my burrito and walked out to the truck, wondering

what was wrong with Elmo. Was he blind? As I sat in the truck, my blood

began to boil. Old? Me? I'll show him, I thought. I opened the door and

headed back inside. I strode to the counter, and there he was waiting

with a smile.  

     

    Before I could say a word, he held up something and jingled it

in front of me, like I could be that easily distracted! What am I now? A

toddler?  

     

    "Dude! Can't get too far without your car keys, eh?" 

    

    I stared with utter disdain at the keys. I began to rationalize

in my mind. "Leaving keys behind hardly makes a man elderly! It could

happen to anyone!" 

    

    I turned and headed back to the truck. I slipped the key into

the ignition, but it wouldn't turn.  

    

    What now? I checked my keys and tried another. Still nothing.

That's when I noticed the purple beads hanging from my rearview mirror.

I had no purple beads hanging from my rearview mirror.  

    

    Then, a few other objects came into  focus. The car seat in the

back seat. Happy Meal toys spread all over the floorboard. A partially

eaten doughnut on the dashboard. Faster than you can say ginkgo biloba,

I flew out of the alien vehicle.  

     

    Moments later I was speeding out of the parking lot, relieved to

finally be leaving this nightmarish stop in my life. That is when I felt

it, deep in the bowels of my stomach: hunger! My stomach growled and

churned, and I reached to grab my burrito, only it was nowhere to be

found. 

    

    I swung the truck around, gathered my courage, and strode back

into the restaurant one final time. There Elmo stood, draped in youth

and black nail polish. All I could think was, "What is the world coming

to?" 

    All I could say was, "Did I leave my food and drink in here?" At

this point I was ready to ask a Boy Scout to help me back to my vehicle,

and then go straight home and apply for Social Security benefits. 

    

    Elmo had no clue. I walked back out to the truck, and suddenly a

young lad came up and tugged on my jeans to get my attention. He was

holding up a drink and a bag. His mother explained, "I think you left

this in my truck by mistake." 

     

    I took the food and drink from the little boy and sheepishly

apologized.  

     

    He offered these kind words, "It's OK.   My grandfather does

stuff like this all the time." 

     

    All of this is to explain how I got a ticket doing 85 in a 40.

Yes, I was racing some punk kid in a Toyota Prius. And, no, I told the

officer, I'm not too old to be driving this fast. 

     

    As I walked in the front door, my wife met me halfway down the

hall. I handed her a bag of cold food and a $300 speeding ticket. I

promptly sat in my rocking chair and covered up my legs with a blankey. 

     

    The good news was I had successfully found my way home.  

     

    P.S.



    Pass this on to the other old fogies on your list. 

     

    Notice the larger type? That's for those of us who have trouble

reading. 

     

    Save the earth.  It's the only planet with chocolate. 



     



     



     



     



 



 





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