Need A Lift?

A white car pulled up next to me and honked as I was walking to work this morning. It startled to me. The passenger door window lowered and I recognized the face from work. He asked me if I wanted a ride to the office. At first, I was going to decline, but it was a one lane road and there were five cars waiting impatiently behind him. To make less of a scene, I quickly accepted and dove into the car.

That would not have been all that weird, since once every couple months, somebody driving in offers me a ride. I call it good timing. It was strange that as I walked to the train station last night, a different coworker in a green car, honked at me and offered me a ride to the station.

It was deja vu, with even more cars unhappy that they had to stop unexpectedly on their commute home. A guilty feeling was coming on strong. I wanted to hide. I jumped into the car and I looked behind us to see the angry face of the other driver. We sped off quickly and made it to the depot.

I truly appreciated the kindness of my coworkers and thanked them both profusely. I just wish they wouldn't always display it in the middle of busy roadways.