We took a day trip to the Texas coast today. Most beaches were crowded, to say the least, but we happen to know of a stretch that is relatively unknown to most tourists.
I made a trip to the HEB grocery store about ten miles from the beach spot for lunch makings while the rest of my clan was on the beach. After unloading my purchases into my car, I had just put my cart into one of the parking lot cart corrals, when I saw some young college age “men” dumping a few cases of beer into ice chests next to a Jeep Cherokee.
All was fine until I noticed one of the guys just push their cart a little way away from the vehicle and start to get into the driver’s seat as his buddies threw the ice chests into the back. I must have allowed my facial features to display what I was thinking, as the driver took notice of me, got back out of the vehicle and shoved the cart hard in my direction while shouting, “Here, mother (faker). You don’t like it? YOU put it away.”
He and his buddies then cracked up as they all jumped into the vehicle and sped out of the parking lot while shooting me the fingers.
I just shook my head, caught the cart and pushed it into the corral. I decided to be nice and throw away the empty ice bags and beer boxes they had left in the cart. It was then that I noticed something in the kid’s seat area of the cart. A bank’s teller envelope was sitting there.
It did not appear empty.
I looked inside.
It WASN’T empty!!!!!!!!
The guy had left over four hundred dollars in the cart.
What was I to do? I mean I COULDN’T just leave it there for some dishonest person to pick up and walk away with. So I decided that I would keep the cash for safety and would return it to him when (and if) I ever see him again – even though he was wearing sun glasses and a ball cap which makes it very difficult for me to remember what he really looks like. I wrote that very message out to him on the envelope and left it on the cart should he have decided to come back looking for it, but (darn it) I ran out of room before I could put down my name or cell phone number. Such ROTTEN luck!
At least I know he and his buds had plenty of beer.
I made a trip to the HEB grocery store about ten miles from the beach spot for lunch makings while the rest of my clan was on the beach. After unloading my purchases into my car, I had just put my cart into one of the parking lot cart corrals, when I saw some young college age “men” dumping a few cases of beer into ice chests next to a Jeep Cherokee.
All was fine until I noticed one of the guys just push their cart a little way away from the vehicle and start to get into the driver’s seat as his buddies threw the ice chests into the back. I must have allowed my facial features to display what I was thinking, as the driver took notice of me, got back out of the vehicle and shoved the cart hard in my direction while shouting, “Here, mother (faker). You don’t like it? YOU put it away.”
He and his buddies then cracked up as they all jumped into the vehicle and sped out of the parking lot while shooting me the fingers.
I just shook my head, caught the cart and pushed it into the corral. I decided to be nice and throw away the empty ice bags and beer boxes they had left in the cart. It was then that I noticed something in the kid’s seat area of the cart. A bank’s teller envelope was sitting there.
It did not appear empty.
I looked inside.
It WASN’T empty!!!!!!!!
The guy had left over four hundred dollars in the cart.
What was I to do? I mean I COULDN’T just leave it there for some dishonest person to pick up and walk away with. So I decided that I would keep the cash for safety and would return it to him when (and if) I ever see him again – even though he was wearing sun glasses and a ball cap which makes it very difficult for me to remember what he really looks like. I wrote that very message out to him on the envelope and left it on the cart should he have decided to come back looking for it, but (darn it) I ran out of room before I could put down my name or cell phone number. Such ROTTEN luck!
At least I know he and his buds had plenty of beer.
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