OK, here's something that doesn't happen every day.
So Harry and I are driving to our Japanese class a few towns over, and we're going through Ridgewood. On the way, the well-cared for, relatively new sedan in front of us stops in the middle of the road, turns its hazard warning light on, and the driver's side door opens. Out comes a hobo with a cane and a beard. Since it's the day after rubbish night, there's junk people don't want to use anymore lying on the snowpiles on the side of the road, and to our complete and utter astonishment, the hobo driver guy proceeds to pop his trunk and systematically haul the junk into his trunk, which had a bunch of other stuff in it, presumably from similar trips. We watch, unable to move any further, as he carries a bit wooden chair, a plank of wood (presumably a leaf from a table), and a garbage bag full of unknown stuff. It takes awhile before he's done, during which Harry sees an opening in the opposite lane and manages to get around him.
Very odd. If the guy's a hobo, which presumably he was, how the hell did he have a car? razz
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