Non-GAF funny.

[Delmonico]

OK, a bit of a funny here, the neighborhood I work in is supposed to be a rough one (not really compared to a real big city hood).
Anyway a customer locked his keys in his car with it running last night, not much I could do to help, was the only one there and had to run the registrar and such.

Well everyone coming in seemed to try and help, after an 1 1/2 hours they got it un-locked, tough neighborhood indeed. And the guy who got it open finally was the local semi-crazy guy that stands out there and has conversations with my trash can. Car owner bought him a beer and everyone was happy.

Dang, nice to belong to a closed group where I can tell stories once in a while with out it getting back to people, you guys won't tell will you?

For those who know Lincoln I'm working at the Kwik-Shop at 27th and W that's between Holdrege and Vine and the locals love me, I treat them nice and they do the same for me, they told me months ago I'm part of "da hood."   

Merry Christmas Everyone, working 5 pm to 1 am today and 4 pm to 12 am tomorrow, will be two of us, should be busy but fun.

[S. Quentin Quale, Esq.]

God does work in mysterious ways, eh?   

Merry Christmas and best wishes for a quiet shift.

SQQ

[Professor Marvel]

My Dear Del -

God works in mysterious ways
Help appears in unlikely forms and places

I wish you a peaceful shift and a
Merry Christmas and
God Bless Us Every One!

yhs
prof marvel

[matt45]

I did that once... took me three hours to get my family out.

[Coal Creek Griff]

Matt:

I did that too, but it was worse.  Not ONLY was my family locked inside, but it was raining and the top was down on my convertible, so they were getting soaked.

C C Griff

[Bat 2919]

My best Christmas story about the hood is 25 years old but still funny.  I was sent to a noise complaint at 4 AM Christmas morning at one of our less than savory apartment buildings.  When I arrived I didn't have any problem locating the problem.  I could hear Christmas music playing so loud I could make it out clearly from the sidewalk in front of the building.  Knocked on the door and this drunk old guy answers the door without even turning down the music.  He just couldn't understand why his neighbors weren't in the Christmas spirit like him.  Got the music turned down, the drunk nestled snug in bed while the roaches danced around like, oh well, never mind.

Merry Christmas