A lady stopped in the coffee shop with an unusual request, and the 20-something barista brought her to me*. It seems she was in Anchorage on foot, but lives in Kenai. She needed cash (don't they always?) to pay for a ride back home, but her ID was expired, and the bank wouldn't cash a check.
So what she wanted to know was, does anyone have a car? You know, to drive her back home?
At this point, several thoughts are racing through my fevered mind:
- This must be a new twist - hadn't heard that particular scam, before. Usually, they just need "a few dollars for a prescription".
- If she's telling the truth, how did she get to Anchorage in the first place?
- Did she seriously think the barista was going to close the coffee shop & drive her back to Kenai?
- It's about 300 miles, round-trip. Is she out of her freakin' mind?
- Why is she looking for a ride in here? Shouldn't she be out by the road, with a sign? Plenty of people from that direction come to town every day.
Some days are just ... ya know?
* She's new, and her instructions hadn't covered this; she hoped I'd know what to do.
1 comment:
Wow - weird indeed.
One of these days I'm going to get a chance to read your story. I'm glad you're putting the chapters on the sidebar so I can find them easily. :-)
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