Thursday, March 31, 2011

Rollin' on Dubs

Perhaps one of the funniest things I have ever witnessed occurred in Davis Sq. in Somerville. I was biding my time, waiting to meet up with friends, when a this kid rolled up and parked his busted jalopy across the street from me.

The car was ridiculous enough to warrant the smirk that was quickly spreading across my face. It was powder blue. Had a dented fender. Looked as if it had been in mortal combat with a T-Rex and lost. Oh, and it had Duct Tape all over it, presumably straining to hold all the metal and chunks of plastic together.

I chuckled and scratched the back of my neck, about to turn my attention to a jogger racing by. I thought the show was over.

But, what the kid did next has given me the most powerful belly laughs and a great story to tell ever since.

He looked both ways while sitting in the drivers seat. Then, he quickly flopped into the back seat and squeezed his way out the back window -- apparently, because the driver-side door was no longer capable of opening!

Once out of the car, he looked around with a paranoid expression washing over his face, took three steps and over his shoulder...

No joke...

He locked the car with a remote car lock.

Beep. Beep.

I died laughing. I wanted to run over and say, "Dude, nobody's going to steal your car. Chances are they wouldn't even be able to get in if they wanted to, and they don't!"

Photo courtesy of Dr. Keats