Old folks do the darndest things.........

Well, I made it back safely from Hookahville, but I'll need a little more time to write about that....so for now, you'll have to settle for this little story.....

So, my friend Wes and I are standing across the street from the hospital taking a break, and we see this car slow way down in the parking lot. It made us a little uncomfortable....the three people in the car were just staring at us with blank looks on their faces.

Next, the car backs up, and stops again. This has probably been a good two or three minutes at this point. We're wondering "what the heck are these people doing?" We see the man in the driver's seat waving his hand around wildly, and the next thing see is a little old woman getting out of the back seat. At this point, we're wondering if we should go offer some help.....this looks very strange......

So, this poor little old lady walks to the front of the car and bends over touching the temporary rubber speed bump that was placed in our parking lot to slow down all the crazy Kokomo drivers that detoured through our parking lot during the road construction on Berkley. She grabs the end of it and tries to pick it up stating loudly enough for us to hear across the street that it is too heavy for her. I'm thinking..."are you serious? Did this woman just try to move that speedbump?!?"

Then, the man in the front leans out the window and says "get the other end....and just go back and forth with it." So, just as she was told, the old woman takes one end at a time, about an inch at a time, and gets the whole freakin' speedbump out of the way. Mind you, it's not like these folks were driving some fancy car that they wouldn't want to jar around with a speedbump...I have no idea what the purpose of all her efforts was, but she hopped back in the car, and off they went.

Of course, being the person that I am, and kind of liking to make it known when I'm irritated, I ran across the street before they pulled away and violently fought the speedbump until it was back in place (it was heavy even for my buff little yoga arms...I felt really bad for the old lady). I really wish they would've poked their little grey heads out and said something to me....I was ready to rumble with the old guy. Not just for being stupid enough to want to move this thing, but especially for having this meek little old lady do the dirty work for him.

I still have no idea what the purpose of the move was other than to get under my skin......and by golly, it worked!! I'm still irritated by their stupidity.................