Wednesday, June 07, 2006

Hit and run

To lighten things up a bit, let me tell you about my friend "C."

We met through a mutual friend in the late '60s and ended up working together at an East Texas courthouse. "C" was a very slender, pretty girl, with black eyes, olive skin, and long, long, long black hair that always caught everyone's eye. She dressed well, too, in nice dresses and high-heeled shoes.

In those days, shopping in the town where we lived was limited to a handful of stores in the downtown area and another group of stores in a fairly large, L-shaped shopping center near the traffic circle. The shopping center was anchored by Sears at one end and Weingarten's Supermarket waaaaaaaay down at the other end.

One day, soon after I returned to the courthouse from my lunch break, "C" rushed in. She was a few minutes late, and she looked frazzled.

Me: "Where'd you go?"

"C": "I went to the shopping center, and I got hit by a car."

Me: "What do you mean you 'got hit by a car'? You mean your car got hit?"

"C": "No, I mean I got hit. I was walking across the parking lot and a car hit me."

Me: "Omigod, are you hurt? Are you all right?"

"C": "I think I'm fine, but the car bumped me in front of Sears, and I ran all the way to Weingarten's before I could stop."

7 comments:

  1. LOL!!!! I HAVE one of those, 'cept she's blonde!!!!

    Poor little "C"!

    Smiles,
    Priss

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  2. I worked with a girl who would
    use the Nig... word in front of
    a black man and say..."oh, it just
    slipped out". Then she would say
    to me when he was not around..."I wonder why he does not like me?"
    I would reply.."beats, me"

    Some folks have a brick wall in front of their brain and to get through it you would have to have a jack hammer...but that is too much work and who would want to do it.

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  3. What a great story! I wonder what the driver of the car thought, watching her run!

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  4. That is funny. Poor thing, sounds like she took off like a scared bunny. Wonder if she thought she had damaged the car? :)
    Sandy

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  5. Actually, she told me the car knocked her off balance and she had to keep running to maintain the momentum so she wouldn't fall.
    TeeHee. TeeHee. Bwaaahaaaahhaaaa!

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  6. hmm.... my momma hit me with the car once. no joke. she let me off at Hastings, I walked around the front of the car. I guess she thought I was going the other direction. She pulled foward and I flew/ jumped up a little bit. I was too embarrassed to do much. I just kind of limped into the store and hoped no one noticed.

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  7. Erin, had you been a good girl? Are you sure that wasn't just a little reminder of that old saying, "I brought you into this world; I can take you out"?

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