Years ago, my wife and I were awakened at 3 o’clock early one Saturday morning by a loud pounding on the door. I got up and went to the door where I saw a drunken stranger, standing in the pouring rain. “Give us a push” says the swaying stranger. “Not a chance,” I reply, “It is three o’clock in the morning.” I slammed the door and returned to bed. “Who was that?” my wife asked. “Just some ol’ drunk asking for a push,” I answered. “Did you help him?” She asked. “No. I did not. It is three o’clock in the morning and it is pouring down rain outside. Next my wife reminded me, “Don’t you remember about three months ago when we broke down and those two guys helped us? I think you should help him, and you should be ashamed of yourself. I did as I was told. I got dressed and went out into the pouring rain. I call out into the dark, “Hello! Are you still there?” “Yes,” comes back the answer. “Do you still need a push?” now soaked from the rain. “Yes. Please.” came the reply from the darkness. “Where are you?” I asked. “Over here on the swing,” replies the drunk.
If you get to thinking you’re a person of some influence, try ordering somebody else’s dog around.
