Weekend adventure with a neighbor
LOOKING FORWARD TO A RELAXING WEEKEND
Thank God it's Friday!” My friend Grace is driving me completely crazy. First, she demanded a ride to the new overly secure bank, so she could make a necessary withdraw, pay her bills, and get some papers filled out, which took over an hour because her safety deposit box key is missing. Thus I would be late for work. I was ready to explode with frustration, rage, and anger which escalated to boiling over. I wanted to leave her, and go straight to work but, I felt like giving her what for so I waited while gritting my teeth and working on relaxing by trying to meditate.
Grace finally appeared, and I was ready to blast her with everything I could but then noticed her tears. Derailed and empathetic, well maybe not exactly, I staired waiting for her to explain what happened. As usual, she took her sweet time and eventually told me that everything was horrible and she cried a tsunami. By the time we arrived home, I still was confused and wondering what had happened, All I got out of her story was mostly blubbering.
Grace called me, hours later, needing another ride to the bank to give them her lost key. Smiling because she had found her key, I was twisting into knots inside at the thought of giving her another ride, but I gulped, took a huge deep breath, and said, "If I must!". Thoughtlessly and by memory, I rolled into her driveway. We were quiet as I drove her to the bank. My workday was completely shot, and my feelings raced all over from ups to downs to somewhere in-between, Needing something to get my mind off the events of the day I reached for my book. Impatiently and stressed I started reading my book.
Grace's, knocking on the window made me jump and gasp. I read only a sentence, and here she was again! I dropped my book, turned toward her direction, and saw her pointing to someone who using the outside bank machine, Rolling down the window and glaring intently at her with my ears pricked to gather the news, "So, what's the big deal?" I expecting her to answer my question.
She shrugged, “Never mind, I'll be right back." Swiftly she retraced her steps. sighing, I returned to my reading, Focusing, and concentrating on the words, it was no use trying because the shouting and commotion shocked me out of the story. Grace was running from the bank and waving frantically.
Go, go, go! Grace threw herself inside my car. Driving purposefully I vaguely heard Grace, explaining about leaving town and urging me to take her to the train station. "I'll pay you back if you purchase my ticket." Grace pleaded. "Ok", I said wondering what changed her plans for spending a quiet weekend at her cabin in the mountains. numb and in a mental fog things were moving quicker than I could take them in. “Grace. what's going on? She gulped, then told me someone she knew years ago was using the automatic bank machine, and she was afraid they might spot her. According to her, this person hadn't treated her very well and she was afraid that he was tracking her down to try to start their relationship again. "I'll tell you all about it tomorrow, ok?" I nodded and then drove off toward my house. In the rearview mirror, I watched her become smaller as she skedaddled into the train station.
The next morning, Saturday, was my usual day for doing chores and then relaxing. I hoped Grace wouldn't bother me even though she had left town. As I got breakfast I thought about yesterday's events and decided Grace was having a bad day. Maybe she didn't feel all that well, so I guessed it all made sense and wasn't a big deal.
Bam! Time to get my eagerly awaited newspaper. Great way to set my clock to the correct time, it was never late. I enjoyed my breakfast while scanning the newspaper.
My jaw dropped to the floor as I read the newspaper headline Bank Robbery Bandit Takes Over 177 Million dollars displayed on the front page.
Thank God it's Friday!" because my friend, Grace, has driven me completely crazy. First she demanded a ride to the new secure
bank so she could make a necessary withdraw to pay her bills. Then, because her safety deposit box key is missing, she had to get
papers filled out which took over an hour. Thus I was late for work which added to my feelings of frustration and anger to the point I was thinking of leaving her and going straight to work.
Hours later Grace called me needing another ride to the bank to give them her lost key. By this time I was so exasperated and angry I couldn't even think. So on auto pilot I picked her up and drove her to the bank. My work day was completely shot, so why not do something to get my mind off this stuff. While I waited for her return, I started reading a book.
Having read only a sentence, Grace, knocked on the window. As I turned her way she pointed to someone who seemed to be using the outside bank machine. I rolled down the window and gave her a questioning look, "so, what's the big deal? Expecting her to answer my question.
She shrugged, never mind, I'll be right back." As she started retracing her steps.
The next thing she did was race to the car yelling go! As I drove her down the block, Grace told me she had to leave town and to take her to the train station. "I'll pay you back if you purchase my ticket." Grace pleaded. "Ok", I said as I wondered what changed her plans for a spending a quiet weekend at her cabin in the mountains. Astonished suddenly I realized that things were moving very quickly. "grace. what's going on? She gulped, then told me someone she knew years ago was using the automatic bank machine and she was afraid they might spot her. According to her this person hadn't treated her very well and she was afraid that he was tracking her down to try to start their relationship again. "I'll tell you all about it tomorrow, ok?" I nodded and then drove off toward my house.
The next morning, Saturday, was my usual day to do chores around the house. I hoped Grace wouldn't bother me. As I got breakfast I thought about yesterdays events and decided Grace was having a bad day and maybe didn't feel all that well, so I guessed it all made sense and wasn't a big deal.
Bam! That had to be the paper delivery. Great timing as usual. I enjoyed scanning the paper while I ate.
I looked at the news paper to see, Bank Robbery Bandit Takes Over 177 Million dollars.