Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Just Bumped Into Him

The car I dinged in the cramped parking lot of the movie theatre already had so many dents and scrapes that I considered just driving away. But my conscience would not allow it… and there were witnesses. I went back into the theatre and had him paged. And, to avoid any insurance claims, I agreed to pay him $50 cash if he came to my house the next day. He appeared, on schedule at my door the next morning to collect. “Can I take you out to dinner tonight?” he asked. We went out for about six months after that.

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