So. I’m just hanging out, cleaning and packing - I’m going to Sacramento tomorrow. Bonnie and Rich are workin’ The Punchline and I’m going.
Do some stand up, y’know? Come out..
So - cleaning, packing, watching “Primetime”…later, half listening to the news.
Naomi Campbell arrested for throwing her phone at someone…I wish I was a phone thrower deep down.
Then I remember that my bike is still outside from earlier today. So I figure I’ll go get it and ride to the store for a treat or diet coke or something. Then get back, drag the bike upstairs, go to bed.
I’m exhausted.
Bike is locked to a street lamp post. As I’m unlocking it I noticed a man walk up to the car right next to me. He reaches for the driver’s side door handle, tries to open it…..then stops. Walk towards the car parked behind it (cars are lined all both sides of the street) and heads towards that cars drivers side…
It’s @ 11:45pm. Dark. Pretty chilly.
I laugh, “Oh. I’ve done that before!!”
I thought that he had gone to the wrong car, and that’s something I’ve done many a time. Especially with a rental car. I’ve gotten in wrong vehicle before…
Anyway, dude just keeps going up to car after car, crossing back and forth across the street. Each time he tries to open the driver door. And each time it’s locked then he moves onto the next..
Shit…I start thinking that maybe he’s homeless and cold. Or something…I look closer in the dark and notice a stoagie between his teeth…
Should I throw my phone at him?
Finally I get on my bike and cycle a bit closer to him and his door thingy.
“Sir. Are you looking for something?”
He’s about 6 feet from me, and kinda hard to see in the dark.
He laughs. “Oh. I’m just playing a joke”
He holds up his hand to show me something. It looks as if he’s got an invisible, tic tac like object between his thumb and index finger.”
“You see, I’m very giving and I like to help people out by putting this”….holds up tic tic ,….”in people’s gas tanks. For free. It’s a gas saver and engine cleaner. Yup, I’ve used it myself. Yesterday I got 30 to 40 more miles to the gallon. Cleans out the whole system!”"
What?!? I look at him. “Oh really, well I don’t think you should use a stranger’s car for this…behaviour. Besides, how come I’ve never heard of it before?”
He just spins on his heels and walks away, back to his midnight quest. I start to cycle towards the store.
I hear him yell back to me, “It’s good for the whole atmosphere!!”
Stoagie dangling from his lip the entire time…
And here I was thinking it was good for only 25% of the atmosphere…
Note: I never actually see him near a gas tank during this whole exchange. Strange.