Chance Encounter

“We are freezing out here…all I do is split, haul, and stack wood into my sunroom. If I don’t keep the wood stove going 24/7 the furnace kicks in every 20-30 min.”

This is an email I got from my 84-year-old mother in Upstate New York. She recently went to Lowe’s needing a 4×8 sheet of white panel bead board and trim to match her kitchen cabinets (don’t ask…another one of her do-it-yourself projects…). She asked the Lowe’s guy to cut the board in half so it would fit in her convertible. One piece did, two wouldn’t as there wasn’t enough room to let it lean, and it was about 4″ too long to be able to put it up straight and still be able to put the top up on the convertible. As she was struggling with the boards, trying to figure out what to do next, a 40-something guy approached her with a big grin on his face.
“How far do you have to go with the top down?” He asked.
“Ten miles.”
He said he was headed her direction and would throw her boards in his pick-up, follow her home and drop them off.

Mom says, “I am sure he thought I was kidnapping him as we wound through all the back roads of town, but true to his word, he delivered and unloaded them for me. If I had been in the store 3 minutes longer or he had his truck all loaded a few minutes earlier we wouldn’t have connected. Just goes to show you…a woman doesn’t have to be young and pretty to get a man to notice her! Being chubby, grey, wrinkled and in distress works just as well!”