While we were waiting at the CVS to get Cindy’s prescriptions filled, a strange guy approached Barbara. He said his cell phone was dead and he needed to call a friend. Barb let him use her cell phone and he proceeded to describe to his “friend” how he locked his keys in the car and the police refused to help him. He told them he didn’t have enough money to call a lock company and the police told him that he should ask God. He hung up the phone by telling his “friend” that he was using someone else’s cell phone and that he needed to focus and hang up. As soon as he hung up, Deb started talking to him and he repeated the whole unfortunate series $5.00 he would give her $20.00 later on. Deb asked me (who by now is sitting in the backseat blind and oblivious because of all the pain) whether she should give it to him five dollars. I said sure thinking she was asking whether we should start to holler. We watched him for a few minutes as he walked past the cars in the parking lot. Deb grabs Barb’s cell phone and calls back the number the guy called and his “friend” was “I am sorry this phone number is no longer in service.”

The moral of they story: Never ask advice from people in the back seat …. er …. Watch out for crack heads patrolling the parking lots of CVS.