Something You Don’t See Everyday
I was sitting in my truck in a parking lot yesterday, sipping on a smoothie while looking for my keys in my bottomless pit of a purse when a tow truck came screeching around the corner. At first, I looked around for a wreck, since I’ve almost been creamed by a tow truck before, but another large SUV pulled up quickly behind the tow truck and several greasy men immediately jumped out. Two of the men, both large in girth, were wearing standard machine blue mechanic jumpsuits. The other three were in plain clothes.
The mechanics quickly began to unhook the gear on the truck and started to connect it to a nearby Mercedes. It was one of the nicer ones, high-end, black, lots of chrome with polished chrome wheels. At first I wondered if they were stealing it, but one of the other men was holding a sheath of papers in his hand, and I thought with a rather sick sense of humor,
“Cool! Repo!”
I watched with interest as the men performed the repo with carefully planned precision. Two stood as “lookouts.” The mechanics continued to ready the Mercedes, and the last man, the Mastermind, perused his papers with a non-chalant attitude that hardly betrayed the sense of urgency that the rest of the men were feverishly working with. Within three minutes, they all jumped back into their vehicles with the Mercedes in tow.
A large black man ran out of the restaurant, screaming at the retreating vehicles. But they were gone, and he had no way to chase them. After a moment, with a resigned look on his face, he pulled out his cell phone, apparently calling someone for a ride home.
October 3rd, 2006 at 10:22 am
My wife’s exhusband lost car #3 that way a few years ago. We kept telling them to take the van it was ok with us, ( it was in my wife’s name ). They came and took it. The jerk spun it to his kids as “it was just getting too old.”
~Jef