Sunday, January 20, 2013

Quick! Dial 9-1...uhhhh whats the rest?


We are waiting to make a turn into a parking lot
We are waiting because the emergency rescue truck is passing in front of us.

It parks.

A man who appears to be a minimum of 137 years old, creaks his way out of the truck's front seat and hobbles towards the store.

Me: That can't be someone who works for the emergency rescue unit.

Wife: Why not?

Me: Because that guy is so old, he was born before there were emergencies.