I went for a walk this afternoon and just as I was about to cross the street to head back toward my house a man stops me.
"Excuse me. Can you help me?"
"What can I help you with?"
"Can you ~mummble mummble~ phone number?"
(I didn't really know what he wanted but I did my best to come up with a possible solution."
"There's got to be a phone book around here close by where you can get the phone number you need."
And I wave my hand pointing up the street toward some businesses.
"Oh, I got the number already. I want to call my best friend and have him come over."
"Oh. Sorry. I won't let you use my cellphone to do that, nor will I call for you. Try a pay phone up the street."
And I turn to walk away, but of course, right at that moment GOBS of traffic just had to be driving by making me wait for a good few minutes...
Warm weather brings out all the ~interesting~ types.
So, I'm a meanie...I said no...
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3 comments:
hahaha... funny comment, John. I agree though. No way would I give someone my cell or let them call from my #. Sorry. My minutes, my cell. I don't carry around my cell for public use. Get your own. They are free these days. Duh.
I wouldn't say you're a meanie. My friend got his cell phone stolen from the YMCA. He called it and the kids that got it (were on bicycle) said they'd sell it back to him. When he met them, they threw down their bikes and wanted $200 for the phone. Instead, he ran over their bikes and said "You can keep the phone it was free." That's being a meanie.
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