Tuesday was starting to be like most other day of the week and then took a turn for the weird. My beautiful daughter Melissa works at a Walgreens Drug Store in High Point, NC. She is a cashier and loves her job. Melissa is a passionate person and takes things always to heart. Tuesday she was ringing up several items for a man and put it all in bags for him. While doing so, he asked her what the total was and when she told him he grabbed the bags and ran out the door.
In a normal situation she should have called the police and reported the theft. Well, Melissa is not your average cashier and leaped over the counter in persuit of the man. He got away and she immediately calls me on her cell phone and was madder than a hornet. The conversation went on like this....
Melissa- "Daddy, I just got $113 stolen from me"
Me--"Out of your pocketbook?"
Melissa-"No, from my counter, I almost had him, Daddy if I would of had my scissors I would have taught him to never steal from this Walgreens ever again."
Me--"Did you call the Police? And what do you mean You almost had him? You didn't chase him did you?"
Melissa- "No I called you cause you were a Policeman and would I get in trouble for hurting him if I caught him?"
Me--"Never, ever chase anyone! It's only $113 and it can be replaced but you can't."
Melissa- "If I catch him it's not gonna be me that will need replacing it will be him. This is my store and not his and he can't just come in and take stuff."
I told her to call her manager and then the Police. I hung up the phone and laughed to myself about the situation and knew it was his lucky day that she didn't have her scissors and that he got away. Well, a couple of hours later while working hard on a vigorous game of Solitaire, I get another phone call. This time I can hardly understand Melissa as she is crying and talking at the same time which no one can understand. I told her to calm down and tell me what's going on.
I understood a couple of words such as wreck, she left, my car is hurt and why. I finally got her to calm down and she told me she was driving home and a car stopped all of a sudden in the road and Melissa couldn't help but hit the car in the rear. A girl got out of the car and was yelling at Melissa and was asking her why she did that to her car and asked her if she knew she had children in her car. Melissa told her that she was the one that stopped all of a sudden and that she has a child too but he was at home. The girl then proceeded to drive off.
Melissa then called me again and told me her front was messed up and the headlight's bulb was hanging out and looked like an eyeball hanging out of it's socket. I told her to call 911 and she then called a co-worker who arrived a few minutes later. The two of them decided to try and drive it home. Melissa called me on her way home and said "Dad, I don't know how but the car is actually driving better than before the wreck. It also doesn't rattle anymore either. I think she may have fixed my car when I ran into her".
I laughed and thanked God she was safe and almost home. The moral of the story? I am not sure but now I understand those looks my parents use to give me and those famous Lee Hoyle quotes such as "What were you thinking?" and "Well, we can't tell your Mother, it would give her a heart attack." Dad was very protective of Mom but she is a tougher bird than he gave her credit for. Well, until next time, don't chase any shoplifters, and never run with scissors.
Stan The Ramblin Man
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