True story

 

One morning, my friend Joe was driving to work. He drove by the bus stop and broke the cardinal rule: He made eye contact. Everyone knows to look the other way to avoid picking up another passenger. Depending on who it is, the person on the corner may or may not be someone you want to spend the next 15 minutes of your life with. And, if you're like Joe, the person you pick up might not want to hear WHAM! blaring at 8AM as much as he does.

 So, back to the story... Joe spots an old acquaintance from high school. He knew him well enough to be cordial, but had heard through friends that the man had recently fell into some hard times with drugs and alcohol. He appeared healthy, and Joe decided to be a good Samaritan...
 
and give him a lift downtown. It's important to know that Joe doesn't partake in drugs, and rarely even drinks booze.

The guy (who has to remain nameless) was very gracious and thanked Joe several times on the way downtown. His car was in the shop and he appreciated Joe picking him up. Joe was starting to think the rumors of drug use were just that. After all, the man was speaking normal and the two discussed old times together. Joe was brought back to reality when he dropped off the guy at work. The man said, "Hey, thanks again, Joe. I owe you one. One of these days, we'll have to get together and do an 8-ball!" 

 


Yikes.