Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Holiday gift idea...
I saw an advertisement the other day for a nifty little device that I thought would be a great gift. This electronic thingy can help you back track your steps to whatever location you’ve stored in its memory. It helps locate where you parked your car or where you’re seated in the concert and other places that you need to get back to. And, I know just when Riley should have had this tracker.
Riley was going to the grocery store for bread or milk or something that we needed. That was on a Thursday evening. I didn’t hear from him again until the following Sunday morning. The conversation went along these lines:
Riley: I’m lost. Come get me please.
Linda: Where are you? What city are you in?
Riley: I think I’m in
. Oh yeah… I’m in Atlantic Beach . Atlantic Beach
Linda: Where’s your car?
Riley: I must have left it at that woman’s house.
Linda: What woman?
Riley: I’m not sure. I was at her house.
Linda: What’s the last place you remember?
Riley: The party.
Linda: What party? Where was it?
Riley: At that restaurant. You know the one.
Linda: No I don’t know the one. Where was the woman’s house?
Riley: I’m not sure. There was a hotel close by.
Linda: Where are you calling from?
Riley: A drug store.
Linda: So what do you want me to do?
Riley: I want you come get me and help me find my car.
Linda: Why should I do that?
Riley: Because you have a car and I can’t find mine.
Linda: I know where my car is and I know where I was last night. You’re almost 50 miles from home. I suggest you find a policeman and tell him you’ve lost your car. Maybe they can help you. I cannot come to
to get you. Atlantic Beach
As I was hanging up, I was laughing. This was before MapQuest and Google. We didn’t have a computer at home – back then it was a luxury reserved for the very wealthy. If he didn’t know where he was, then I certainly wouldn’t know where to find him. I just kept thinking to myself – Car 54, Where are you?
I found the whole thing incredibly humorous. The fact that he called me for help – let alone call me at all – well – where was his head? I don’t know a wife who would respond with “Oh my poor hubby! Let me run out in the middle of a cold winter day to help you! And don’t worry about being missing for three days. It’s OK. I’m truly fine with you being at another woman’s house!”
I was still laughing when my brother called for our usual Sunday call. He started laughing and he yelled to his wife – “Honey, is it OK if I go out Thursday and not come home til Sunday?” Her response was “Only if you want to sleep somewhere else for the rest of your life.”
Riley found his little green sports car and made it home just before having to get ready for work on Monday morning. I was snickering as he walked out the door. Don’t tell me there is no humor in alcoholism.
If Riley had one of those BackTrack devices he could have used it to find his car – and maybe even his way home! Maybe they should sell them at the liquor store.
at 5:59 PM