One summer I was out cruising with Isaac and our friend Kate. We decided
to stop by the grocery store for some energy drinks. As we exited
Isaac's car we saw a lovely sports car parked next to us. The windows
were all rolled down, keys in the ignition and unlocked. We were
appalled. Yes it was summer, and hot out, but to leave such a car unprotected- appalling. It didn't matter to us that we lived in a tiny
town with so little crime.
Kate said, "We should leave a note." We all agreed but couldn't think of
what to write. Finally Isaac said, "I sat in your car. It was nice." We
wrote it on a scrap of lined paper and left it on his seat, then went
into the store.
As we were walking out, a man came out right behind us. It was instantly
clear it was his sports car. We deadpanned, getting into Isaac's car
without looking over. He looked down at his seat, then looked up and
around wildly, clearly livid. We kept straight faces as we drove away
and he crumpled the paper in his angry fist, fuming at the world.
