February 20, 2009


I was hanging with a girlfriend of mine at around 12:40 am. we decided to go down to the liquor store and pick up some Dos Equis. The store was fairly busy. I got to the front of the line to pay and I noticed a suspicious female customer. So did the cashier.

I noticed him glance over to her to see what she was up too. I kept an eye on the situation. 

I have always felt that one of the roles I play in this life is: protector of friends, family and loved ones. Sometimes I feel like I am James Bond. Or that I am working security, or even that I am a mobster or hit man. I observe and analyze then act. This particular time something must have kicked in 'cause this all happened so fast.


The suspicious stranger was at the back of the line. Now there were 4 people behind me as I handed over my visa card. The cashier was distracted and the woman with some big bottles and a case of beer made a B-line for the door.

The cashier chased outside after her. So did I.  My transaction would have to wait.

She jumped into a Navy blue sedan. Her window was unrolled and the cashier jumped in to grab the booze. The car took off, tires spinning. I chase behind trying to get the license plate. The cashier was knocked out of the car and hit the ground. He ran back into the store.  

I got the license!

 There is a saying: "no good deed goes unpunished!"

Well when all was said and done, I brought my booze and lady friend home I noticed my keys were gone. The punishment begins. I had to call my landlord way after midnight to let me into my building. He opened the main door for me. I asked him to let me into my suite.

He said he couldn't. Why? I asked.

He didn't have a key. I was locked out. Punishment, did it fit the crime?

I walked back to the scene of the crime.

There were my keys behind the spun out tire tracks.
Phew = ; )

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