Can You Spare a Twenty?

Have you ever had this happen to you?  You’re filling your car with gas, or walking into a church building, or working away on the job site… and someone walks up to you with their story.

They’re stranded in the town. They’ve got to get to another town.  There is always a family member involved… usually this relative has just been through surgery or is headed that direction.  For some reason the person has no money, and they need you to give them a ten or a twenty so they can be on their way.

Fairly normal occurrence in our lives, and I have a very kind and generous husband.  You know what that means.  Good thing that this theory generally holds true:  What goes around comes around.

Too funny!  Our weekend stayed on the whirlwind path we’ve been riding.  I was off to Oklahoma for a family reunion.  G stayed in Portales to take care of business and enjoy a little time with his mom who’s still recuperating from her back surgery.  He relayed this great story to me over the phone…

He worked all Saturday morning on one of our big projects, headed out for a 6 mile run, dashed about trying to get everything in order trying to hit the road, fielding an important business call… his typical day.  Believe me when I tell you that his hands were literally and figuratively full while he loaded the car with a variety of gadgets and a dozen roses… all the while dealing with this business call.  He was finally making the two hour drive to the hospital, happy to get there to enjoy watching the Kentucky Derby with his mom on this Mother’s Day weekend.

Here comes the fun part. He needs a tank of gas to head back to Portales, but when he got to the gas station the reality hit.  No billfold.  No money.  No cards.  He goes in to see if there’s some way he can call someone with a card.  They look at him like he’s crazy.  Obviously you can’t have a person give a card number over the phone.  He calls his mom.  She has no money at the hospital, no family members there for the night.  He thinks of a friend who has moved to Lubbock… but this friend is in Portales for the weekend.  He gets the phone numbers for friends – special friends of his parents who now live there, but those numbers are obsolete and don’t work.  His option is to drive to their home and hope they answer the door.  They do, they’re tickled to help, they have a nice long visit, they send him on his way with $40… because we all know how expensive gas is these days!

If they hadn’t been home, he supposes that his next move would have been to walk up to a stranger, explain that he was stranded in the town because his mother had just had surgery, he had forgotten to bring his money, and hope they were the gullible and benevolent type!


11 Responses to “Can You Spare a Twenty?”

  1. Betty Williamson says:

    Love this story! I got to Portales once years ago with no wallet. I was horrified, because I’m a law-abiding type and I didn’t even have a driver’s license. It was so nice to be able to go to a feed store we used (no longer in business) and “borrow” enough money to get me through the day.

  2. Sandy says:

    Ha! More reasons to love Portales.

  3. Gary FIelds says:

    I’m NOT going to make a habit out of this!

  4. Sandy says:

    G… you just make me laugh!

  5. Micah says:

    What a hoot!!! Good thing he doesn’t look dangerous!!

  6. Paul hunton says:

    I love it but I do wish I was there to help…! Hahaha

  7. Jana Dodd says:

    LOL. Too funny. We gave a man money this weekend. I always figure best to give in case the story is true like Gary’s. And if it isn’t, shame on them and they can answer for themslves one day. Glad it worked out!!!

  8. Marcea Clive says:

    Funny story…………

  9. Kim Mann says:

    What a great lesson!!!

  10. Donna McBroom says:

    I am glad someone was there to help him. God still puts kind people out there to help us when we need them.

  11. Kristina says:

    LOL, poor Gary!

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