Today, V and I, both hungry but too hung over to cook, went to Kelsey’s for lunch. While eating, I noticed a bit of a commotion at the front of the restaurant. A group of people were standing at the front window looking out, but I couldn’t see what they were looking at.
When I got up to pay the bill (had to go up to the bar to use the debit machine…why don’t more places have those wireless machines?), I saw it. A Jeep was parked on the side of a steep grassy hill, mere inches away from a sheer 7-or-8-foot drop onto the parking lot. I asked the waitress about it, and she said that one of the guys at the restaurant had parked it there. He was “not from the area”, so he didn’t know the drop was there. Some other guys had gone to get some cables to tow him out of the precarious situation (I assume the Jeep was standard, so in the time it took to get from the brake to the gas he could roll over the edge).
I wonder…what area was this guy from, where you look for a parking spot on grassy hills? Do they not have paved roads where he’s from? Was his depth-perception broken when he almost drove over the cliff?
During the same trip, I heard a heart-warming story about a person who almost bled to death because she attempted to have anal sex just three days after major hemroid surgery. She said “nobody told her she couldn’t”.
What happens to some people to make them so stupid? Do we need signs, like the one pictured here, to make sure people use their common sense? Sheesh.