Going through my humor emails, I stumbled across this one from Velma. You see, for a while, I was the guy riding a motorcycle around and I kept a slim-jim in the back saddle bag of the bike. I got pretty good at getting into cars when I had to help in an emergency.
When I spotted a stack of slim-jims at a flea market, I picked up a couple of them. It’s a lot cheaper than when I broke the driver’s side window of my old Honda Accord trying to get an old wire hanger in there to open the blasted thing.
I still miss my old motorcycle, but you have to be insane to ride in South Florida. These fools are aggressive and consider it a contact sport here.
The Coat Hanger
A woman was at work when she received a phone call that her small daughter was very sick with a fever. She left her work and stopped by the pharmacy to get some medication. She got back to her car and found that she had locked her keys in the car. She didn’t know what to do, so she called home and told the baby sitter what had happened. The baby sitter told her that the fever was getting worse. She said, “You might find a coat hanger and use that to open the door.”
The woman looked around and found an old rusty coat hanger that had been left on the ground, possibly by someone else who at some time had locked their keys in their car. She looked at the hanger and said, “I don’t know how to use this.” She bowed her head and asked God to send her help.
Within five minutes a beat up old motorcycle pulled up, with a dirty, greasy, bearded man who was wearing an old biker skull rag on his head.
The woman thought, “This is what you sent to help me?” But, she was desperate, so she was also very thankful.
The man got off of his cycle and asked if he could help. She said, “Yes, my daughter is very sick. I stopped to get her some medication and I locked my keys in my car. I must get home to her. Please, can you use this hanger to unlock my car?”
He said, “Sure.” He walked over to the car, and in less than a minute the car was opened. She hugged the man and through her tears she said, “Thank You So Much! You are a very nice man.”
The man replied, “Lady, I am not a nice man. I just got out of prison today. I was in prison for car theft and have only been out for about an hour.”
The woman hugged the man again and with sobbing tears cried out loud, ‘Oh, thank you God! You even sent me a Professional!’