I was stopped in the hospital parking lot by a woman asking for a ride downtown. Now I know what you're thinking because I've already had a talking-to, but you know me. She was in cotton shorts with no pockets and a t-shirt - I don't think she could have hidden a weapon in what she was wearing. So I tactfully said, "Sure, I'll give you a ride. I can trust you, right?" I didn't think about eating my foot until later. Thank heavens she laughed as she said that I could.
So we got in the car and started driving. I asked her where we were going. She gave me directions as we drove. We were getting further and further from the hospital so I asked her, "How were you going to get home?" "Oh, I don't have a home. I'm staying at the shelter." And she proceeded to tell me her story of drugs, losing custody of her son, cleaning up and working at the dog food company to try and get her son back.....pretty sad story. As we got closer to the shelter there were more and more rough-looking people hanging out on corners and sitting on the grass along the sides of the road. I dropped her off at the door, wished her luck and watched her walk inside. Then I was out of there!!! It was definitely a scary part of town.
When I got back, I told my Grandpa what had happened. And he told me that just last week, here in Ogden, a woman asked a man for a ride and then took his truck at gunpoint..................
I guess I need to be more careful, huh?
Oh Mindy, you have a good heart. I am too trusting too-- I learned to be leery when I red Ted Bundy's story. If you want to be cured of your sweet acts, read it!
ReplyDeleteOn the other hand, that's one of the things that people love about you-- you are so willing to give!