She asked me to jump her, so I did
I just returned from my son’s school. It is located across the street from my office so I routinely head over there at noon to pick him up. I leave for my office before he wakes up in the morning so it is a nice chance to see him mid-day and say hi.
So we were heading out to the car post melt-down (different story for a different post) when she called my name. Jack, Jack, Jack. I turned my head and looked out across the parking lot and there she was, smiling at me.
“Can you help me,” she said with a smile, “I need to be jumped.” I smiled back at her as she realized how that sounded “my battery is dead and I don’t have any cables.”
I restrained my natural urge for the smartass response and said that I could. And that is the story of how she got jumped at lunch. Tomorrow I’ll have to let her know that she is now famous in cyberspace.
On a side note, if you have a car it is really simple to keep a set of cables, a flashlight, first aid kit and matches in the car. Sometimes the Auto Club is not available to help you in a timely fashion.
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