Good Deed
i would like tom say that this story was written in part by my dad when we noticed someones car in the parking lot with its turning indidcater on.
i was walking back to my car from the zoo.
when i looked up from my obbsessive texts i found my prius car with the hood completely screwed up, dented, and neerly bent in half.
the battery was dented hugely in the middle and many small triangle shaped holes in the sides.
a note stuck to the underside of the hood said:
Hello, I was waiting for a cab in the parking lot when i noticed your right turning indicator was on. so, i wrenched the hood up with a crow bar, then beat the hell out of the cars battery until the light stopped blinking. I hope you appreciate my services. sincerely,
a good sameritan.
i was walking back to my car from the zoo.
when i looked up from my obbsessive texts i found my prius car with the hood completely screwed up, dented, and neerly bent in half.
the battery was dented hugely in the middle and many small triangle shaped holes in the sides.
a note stuck to the underside of the hood said:
Hello, I was waiting for a cab in the parking lot when i noticed your right turning indicator was on. so, i wrenched the hood up with a crow bar, then beat the hell out of the cars battery until the light stopped blinking. I hope you appreciate my services. sincerely,
a good sameritan.