Sunday, November 16, 2008

Luke and The Klondike Bar

Both of my boys played baseball when they were younger, Luke really loved the game. He was a maniac, he always argued with the umpire, he would pop shit to everyone, he played with all his heart. When he was about 13 I was driving him, Jesse ( who was about 9 ) and a friend of Luke's to a ball game, we stopped for gas. While I was pumping gas a man pulled up at another pump, Luke and his friend thought they recognized him, from the back seat, neither of them got out, then. The two of them kept staring at this man while talking to each other trying to decide if he was a coach they had once had. Apparently all the staring and talking pissed this guy off, which I was unaware of. The guy goes inside the store while I finish pumping my gas. As we are pulling out of the parking lot this guy walks out of the store, while Luke and his friend are looking out the window still trying to decide if it's who they think it is, so still staring at this guy. I stop at the stop sign and see that this guy has this silver square thing in his hand, looks just like a tape measure that my ex has. I'm waiting to pull out when all of a sudden this silver thing is in the air coming straight for our car and Luke yells " he threw a tape measure ". This thing hits the car and before I know it Luke is out of the car running full steam, like a charging bull, at this guy, and the guy is coming at him. I put the car in park and get out and wedge myself between my 13 year old son and this grown man, while Luke is trying to get around me to get at this guy. I tell the guy he's just a kid and he thought he knew you, this guy is pissed off yelling about how the two boys were staring at him and talking about him. I was like come on, there just kids. Someone from the store yelled that they had called the Police so the guys turns around and walks back towards his car. Luke sees the " tape measure " on the ground and picks it up, he was going to hurl it at the back of this guys head when he saw that it wasn't a tape measure it was a klondike bar. So Luke keeps it and as we are pulling away he sticks his head out of the window, takes a big bite and yells to the guy " thanks for the klondike bar ".

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