
Originally Posted by
Jackrabbit379
I had a visitor the other night at our yard.
Our yard is on the west side of town. About 5 miles, on highway 82. Our office is a double wide with a porch light on each end, by the doors. We park our trucks/trailers right in front of the office. Kinda picture a "used car lot". That's what it looks like, but a small one. There is a gas station across the highway, with a street light. You can imagine how much light we have at night.
Well, I get back to the yard. (It's around 12:45-1:00) I'm breaking down my set, droppin/hookin etc. I could smell cigarette smoke. I thought that was kinda strange. I got done, and I got my lunchbox, radio and stuff out of my truck. I put my stuff in the office, and when I came out, this dude was walking up to the yard. I was nervous, but I didn't want to show it. He never gave me his name or nothing. Just asked me if he could "get a ride" into town. I always like to be the "good Samaritan", but I wasn't sure about this one. He looked like he was 3 sheets to the wind. I said, "I got a phone inside, you can call someone." He said, "I can't do dat. I aint got no money for no cab." I said, "well, I can call the Sheriff's office. I'm sure they can give ya a ride into town." I wasn't trying to be funny or anything by saying that, but he took it offensive. He said, "Naw don't do dat. If you aint gonna help me, I'm just gonna go on. So you gonna give me a ride?" I said, "man, I'd like to, but if I ever got caught with anyone riding in our trucks, I'd get fired." (of course I was done for the night-i was about to get ready to go home, but he didn't know that) He just nodded his head, and started walking towards town. You talk about wiping the sweat off your brow. I didn't know what was gonna happen when he walked up. I finished up, and I clocked out. He was still walking along the highway, about a mile from the yard when I went home.