Be yourself; Everyone else is already taken.— Oscar Wilde.
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Have you ever had a horrible joke played on you? A joke so bad that you were embarrassed and angry. A joke that you later find out that you played on yourself? Well…I have.
I went to Walmart to pay a bill and do some shopping. I pulled into the parking lot and parked my car in front of the Lawn & Garden Center. I had a really bad gut feeling something wasn’t right. When I got out of the car,I grabbed my cars registration, you know, just in case.
I go inside, pay my bill, & get my shopping done. The entire time I was inside the store, I continued to have the same gut feeling except the thought that came with it was, ‘someone stole my car.’ I finished my shopping, checked out and walked outside.
No car. There was no car and a different vehicle sitting in mines spot. I panicked. I called 911 & reported my car, stolen. As I stood outside the doors at Walmart, I looked around the parking lot but the only car I found was the officers 20 minutes later, and a partially full parking lot.
I explained what happened to the officers. I told them about my windows being partly down because we live in South Mississippi & it was during the middle of summer. I also told them about my pit tumor & being forgetful a lot of the time. They found it interesting that I had even bothered to get my registration out of the car.
They went inside to check the cameras. As I waited, I posted on our local city Facebook page for the ones who know me to keep an eye out for my car. The Walmart I was at was just outside our city limits in another small city.
After about 30 minutes, the officers came back outside. The main one I had dealt with said, “I am the best cop ever.”
As I just stared at him he said, “I found your car.”
‘Great, where did you find it?” So many thoughts went thru my mind.
He pointed to a vehicle that was in the second parking space directly one row over in front of where we were standing. “Do you see that car right there?”
I was confused, “I swear I don’t remember parking there, I really don’t.” I apologized for wasting their time & thanked them. They did not fine me for filing a false police report.
I was so embarrassed. The employees at Walmart knew what had happened. Me being the blunt person that I am, I explained to them about ‘Chucky’ my brain tumor, my excuse.
The whole 10 minute drive home, I just knew I was going to get stopped because of this whole bad incident.
Once I made it home, I had some explaining to do on Facebook. That is when it got interesting. I updated my original post. When people asked why, I laughed & told them about Chucky. A couple people took offence to my laughing at myself.. You see, that is the way I deal with my disease instead of getting depressed.
When those select few got butt hurt & popped off, “why are you making fun of people with brain tumors?” I could have played the hand a couple different ways. Instead I just said, ‘well, it is the only way I can deal with having one.” One person apologized while the other never commented again.
Sometimes I feel that because I am as open as I am, I just need to hand out a brochure every time someone takes my way of dealing with my own issues the wrong way.
If you would like to read more about Chucky, click the link.