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Western Oregon | After reading Pokey's post about the lady who stopped to help him I got to feeling kind of guilty about watching the wheels come off a horse trailer and then leaving.
Yesterday, I was driving down Third Street and I spotted a grumpy fat middle-aged lady. I could tell she was grumpy by the look in her eye. She was standing on the street corner and I could tell she just expected me to drive right on by with out letting her cross.
I stopped and let her walk across.
Not only did I stop but in return to her grumpy glare, I smiled.
Note: In Oregon you are required to let pedestrians cross if they look like they are about to cross. All the fat grumply ladies know this and I find it kind of entertaining when I don't stop for them and they give me the finger.
It was nice to do a good deed just for the sake of doing a good deed.
So thanks Old Pokey! | |
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Old Pokey inspired me to be a better person
