“Labor Day Weekend – Just Be Very Careful”

Aug 28th “Labor Day Weekend – Just Be Very Careful”

“Story – Tellers”

My husband, Lee and his friend, Mr. Brewer could tell me something, and as they were telling me, they were so convincing, I believed their every word.

Mr Brewer, would bring his wife into the restaurant, “Dobb’s House Snack Bar” that we had in Florida, as she would be relieving my husband – as “Cook” – for the next shift. Mr. Brewer would arrive, at least an hour earlier and on the sly, he would check with my husband, Lee – to see, if he wanted to get a drink with him, before going home?

So, Mr. Brewer would sit at the counter, and holding his head, he would try looking like he was sick, and say, “Lee, I don’t feel too good, could you take me down to the doctor’s office to get a shot, for whatever I caught?” All of this conversation would sound so legit – so I and all those listening in on this “sad-sack” story, believed that this poor “old guy” is not feeling too well!

Almost an hour later, the two of them would walk in the restaurant, and “Lee” would ask “ME” – if I was ready to go home, as my shift was now over. Shortly, just gathering whatever I was taking home, and loading up the car, off we went, home.

Well, after just so many weeks of this same old scenario, taking place and no one, that is “ME” having any idea at all, that this poor old Mr. Brewer, wasn’t actually on the sick side at all. Lee would continue to so nicely take him to get his shot.

As it happens, on this one day, Mr. Brewer came in and was saying he thought he needed a shot? So, I also, was not feeling too well. So I said, “If you have time, I would also like to go and get a shot, just maybe I’ll feel better, too?”

So, we all get in the car and away “Lee” goes and driving with in a block’s drive, he is pulling the car into a parking lot, that does not look exactly like a parking lot for a “doctors office” as our restaurant was surrounded with doctors’ offices.

“This is a short-cut,” Lee said, with a straight face and I am just following, them, as we get out of the car and walking into the back of a business. “Into the back of a “Tavern” to be exact, we are entering.”

So, I said, “this does not look like the “DOCTOR” OFFICE” that, I go to?”

… “Ellen,” “this is where they have the kind of “shots” that help us!”

… “You mean to say, that this is where you, two have been going, all along?”

… “Yes!” “We did say, that we were getting a shot and that’s what we did? ”

… “You can have whatever kind of fancy drink, you like, OKAY?”

… “I guess, so?”