Get the picture: North Druid Hills near Peachtree in rush hour traffic, with cars threading their way around each other like maniacs on the four-laned road, and right in the middle of it all, in the left lane, is a little old lady motoring along in her power chair. It was one of those things you see in grocery stores or at Walmart, and that they advertise on TV, called Power Scooters, or something. Their top speed couldn't be over five miles per hour.
It's a miracle she hadn't been squashed like a bug, or at the very least caused a ten car pile-up. Jimmy said she'd probably just broken out of a nearby nursing home, and was headed for the hills. He said the nurses were probably looking around, saying, "Has anybody seen Mrs. Jones?" as a posse of orderlies took off in hot pursuit.
Speaking of hot pursuit, Jimmy turned the television on a couple of afternoons ago, and some nut had stolen a white SUV, and a dozen police cars and a whole fleet of helicopters were chasing him all over Los Angeles. I think it was on Headline News, and after staring at it for about fifteen minutes with our eyes glazed over and our mouths hanging open, we turned to each other and asked,"WHY are we watching this?" There must be something intrinsically fascinating about car chases, with the chasees barely averting cement-mixers, and barrelling the wrong way up exit ramps.
It's a good thing the hot-rodder Los Angeles SUV thief and the joyriding Mrs. Jones on her Power Scooter didn't cross paths this afternoon.
2 comments:
Where was your trusted camera when the "Mrs. Jones" was going down the street on her power scooter? What a picture that would have been!!
Camera was in the new pocketbook, and I was driving and couldn't pull over. Missed a great photo op. ellen
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