A Small Victory

 

Two young men, short of 20, approach the prowler. 

"Um, Uh, we can't find our car."

We let's go look for it. Jump in. 

I nod to the cage. 

"Uh...." One hesitates. 

His friend says, 'Dude, we've been walking for hours."

They get in.

What bridge did you come in on?

"The Melancholy."

Did you parking on the street or a flat lot?

"A crappy lot with gravel. It was near a pigeon and red building."

I know where you parked: 2nd and Serenity. 

 

At the lot, I point out the car: a green Liberty.

One says, "This isn't it."

That's not your car. 

"Wait! It is."

The lot is under the mural of blue bird framed in red. 

"We're sorry for wasting your time. "

No worries.

You aren't the first person to misplace their car. You won't be the last. 

Take a photo of the street signs of where you park next time. 

 

 

 

 

Comments

[Pax]

Good solution. Never tried the picture of the street signs approach. I keep forgetting how convenient having a "phone-camera with instant developing time" is.

But then again, if I rely on the device, I never learn to remember on my own. A tool or a crutch, ah the choices.

If only I could go back to my previous saves to test out all the possible outcomes - but this assumes the things which appear as choices are more than illusions of free agency.

Anywho, glad to hear you are well, Raindog. I got a little worried when you didn't post for most of September.