This post isn’t going to be very long, but I just wanted to tell you what happened to me today at the local Wal-Mart. Yes… I still shop at the anti-American super store. Ugh! We don’t have many choices here in rural Missouri.
So I come out of the Wal-Mart and a lady I don’t even know comes up to me and says, “Hey Vern, I just kicked a couple young boys out of the bed of your truck. They were just playing, but I knew you wouldn’t like it.”
Really? That’s just so funny to me. I don’t which is funnier actually… some kids playing in my truck or someone worrying about me enough to make them stop. In big cities, I’m pretty sure the kids playing in the bed of someone’s truck could have easily escalated to a stupid state of affairs pretty quickly.
Can you imagine some grouch ass truck owner coming out of a Wal-Mart and seeing two kids innocently playing in the bed of his truck? A truck he probably hasn’t ever had off the road or hauled anything in except his sister’s belongings when she left her cheating husband and moved back in with their parents. I call those types of trucks ‘jewelry’ as I’m pretty sure they are only for image boosts to city dwelling country-boy-wanna-be’s.
But here, it got handled by an adult who just took care of business for her fellow citizen’s property. She wasn’t coarse and probably not the least bit upset. She simply told the kids to play elsewhere. She probably did it out of fear for the kids’ safety as much as the protection of my property.
She looked like a mom and knew that someone’s kiddos needed to be told to knock it off. I’m glad she did. I have all sorts of junk in the bed of my truck that could have easily hurt a small child.
I find it equally funny that I don’t think I have ever met this woman. I certainly don’t know her name. But she knew me by name and she knew which truck was mine. I’m guessing she is a friend of someone I know of FaceBook and has seen my posts as I have freinds-of-friends allowed on my postings.
Whomever you are, dear lady, Thank You! You are a reason I love life in a small town.