For those of you that have been to my house, you know how small my driveway is. For those of you that have not...let me paint the picture. My driveway is the length of a van. That's it. If I pull right up to the garage door...the back of my car is just inches from the road. But hey...at least we have a driveway right!
Well...each time I pull Steve's jeep in...I back in. Because it is so long, that I need to be able to unload the stuff out of the back directly into the garage, without having to wait for every car to go by before I can even open the door. So the front of his jeep is often just inches from the street yesterday.
Now the street we live on is narrow. Enough room for two cars ...side by side. If a car parks on the street, then you have to slow down and maneuver around it...and anyone coming the other direction has to wait for you to get by and then it is their turn.
Most often this is not a problem. Until this past week when our neighbors are having construction done on their house. With all the workers and tree cutting trucks, and cement trucks...whatever they are.....the street is like a parking lot and getting out of our driveway is not always easy.
So last evening...as i am packing the kids up to go out to the "rocks" for an hour or so....I hear one of the workers across the street say to another....."is the battery dead"....and the man standing in front of his truck...about 6 feet from me...opposite the end of my driveway says "Yeah man...it is".
Well at this point...my jeep is facing forward and I may not even have to move my car to hook the cables up to his battery...we are that close....so I stop what I am doing...turn to the young guy next to his work truck and say....
"Can I jump you?"
Made perfect sense to me? Right? Well....there was silence for a second....and all of a sudden...about 10 guys that are standing in front of my neighbors house...just BUST out laughing! And the poor guy in front of me with the dead truck is just bright red.
And me....I am standing there...just thinking....what is wrong with you people...you need help and I am right here?
Then....like ton of bricks...it hits me what I had asked this poor 20 year old guy? OH my.....and just as I am realizing why they were laughing...this guy looks at me and says, "Oh...thanks Ma'am..but my boss is on his way down the street right now and He'll do it,"
Well...I tell ya....how often does this dude get asked to be JUMPED by a perfectly wonderful 40 year old woman...and he has the nerve to call me Ma'am!! What is this world coming too!! :)