Jumper Cables

As one blazes through life, one come across those, "ummmm, perhaps I ought not to..." moments. The other evening, Jill and I went on a familiar "sodie" run, picking up a quick fix of either Diet Mountain Dew or Diet Wild Cherry Pepsi (very specific). As I waited, a man came up to the window and asked if I had jumper cables. (Ahhhh, I groaned to myself. Not you again).

You see, a few weeks ago, I was filling up gas when a man approached and asked if I had jumper cables. (See a theme?) I very kindly said no (an honest statement) but he persisted, and persisted, and persisted. He said he wasn't a sleazy guy (despite him acting sleazy) but really needed jumper cables, or better yet, a ride down Colfax to his house. "I honestly need a lift", he said to which I replied, "and I honestly understand, but I honestly don't have cables and am honestly saying no, I can't help you out."  Other days, I may have donned my sweet and wholesome, ne'er do no wrong Jill hat, but being sassy and sarcastic seemed more appropriate at the moment given certain stressful circumstances we'd just endured at the time (our mom's passing away). Tolerance was pretty low.

So, when I heard the famous line, "do you have jumper cables?..." my eyes twinkled and the feisty spirit took hold. You best remember your audience, my friend. He asked for cables, I said no. He stated that he honestly needed a jump or better yet a ride, and I said "Good lord, you asked me this a few weeks ago." "Who me?", he asked. "Yes, you. You're the same guy, who had the same problem, with the same stalled car or to be lifted to the same house. Same song and dance and my answer is the same. No."  At least change the story for crying out loud! Might be more compelling.

Ummmm, perhaps I ought not antagonize folks on Colfax -- one of Colorado's notoriously seedy streets.

The irony is that Jill and I were on our way to pick up dad when our car stalled at a gas station. Guess who needed jumper cables...honestly. ;)  Yeeeeahhhh, well.

~E