With trepidation, I turned to acknowledge the voice.
"You really know how to park that rig (Yukon XL)."
Relieved, I listened, as he continued.
"I couldn't believe it when I watched you pull into that parking spot. I can't do that, so I just park my big truck way down there," he said, as he pointed to the far end of the parking lot.
Embarrassed, I laughed, "Well, my dad taught me to drive on the farm..."
"Well, you are a heck of a driver."
And he was gone.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
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