So, I was on my way home from a rather tough day at work and I stopped at a CVS store like always to get a drink. I purchased my drink and got into my truck. Then I reversed out of my parking spot, opened my drink for a nice refreshing sip and began to pull off. As I started to head out of the parking lot I hear a woman's voice:
"STOP!! WAIT WAIT WAIT!!!!" in an extremely desperate manner.
It startled me enough to spill some of my drink on my lap. In my mirror I see a large woman running (to the best of her ability) after my truck. Thinking that maybe she had lost her baby, or had just been robbed...I stopped to see if I could help her.
She gets to my passenger window and says:
"Do you know where a Taco Bell is???"
I was in so much shock from what the question turned out to be, I simply said:
and just drove away, even though I knew EXACTLY where a Taco Bell was....I was just too confounded by the question to tell her at the time. She looked pretty disappointed by my response.
So, I guess I didn't really help anyone....but she helped me. I could not stop laughing the rest of the drive home. Good times.
I really hope she found that Taco Bell though.
East Brooklyn?!!? were you trying to get the guy killed?
Connor Dalton [awesome] said:That reminds me of a time where a fat guy ran after me in New York City to figure out where he could find a McDonald's. Knowing that there are like, 80 McDonald's on Manhattan, where we were, I sent him to one all the way in east Brooklyn.