100 Things - Part 3

     48. I know of three other guys with my first and last name. The first one was when I was living in Broken Arrow. We had just moved and my Mom-in-law called Directory Assistance and got the number for the other guy with my name. I understand that she talked to him for a while because he was a nice guy.

     49. I encountered Guy-with-my-name #2 while I was working at a bank in Tulsa. Banks have a practice of tracking any check that is deposited if it exceeds $10,000. A customer that owned a car lot made a deposit and it contained a check for over $12,000. The only thing that was wrong, was that the person that wrote the check had my name and it was drawn on a bank in Catoosa. My supervisor was curious as to how I could afford to pay cash for a car. Since I was working in a bank, they were a little nervous, so they asked for a copy of my signature. I complied and then they were really nervous. The signatures matched. They showed it to me & I wasn't sure which was which.  I was getting nervous about getting fired or worse, so I suggested that they call the bank in Catoosa and ask for a description of the guy. I listened on the speaker phone as the folks at the Catoosa bank described me to a T. I asked how old the guy was. Turns out he was in his 60's (I was in my 20's). I was cleared, but almost messed my pants.

    50. Guy-with-my-name #3 turned up when I was stopped by a cop. I was coming home from Frontier City Amusement Park after midnight and rolled through a stop sign I didn't see. I had a van full of kids & Lovely Wife. The cop pulled me over and we sat there for about 45 minutes while he was checking my id. He finally came back and apologized. He explained that they had a warrant out for a guy with my name & description. Seems like he robbed a store & killed several people and was to be considered armed and extremely dangerous. The cop said that he was supposed to pull me out of the van and hold me until backup showed up, but he couldn't figure out why a guy that dangerous would have his family and a bunch of Frontier City souveniers. Turns out I was clear. I'm sure glad the cop was thinking. I got off without even a warning.

   51. I own a banjo that I hardly ever play. Once I realized that I had no rhythm and musical ability I was really disappointed. In a few years I may take some lessons.

    52. I once was employed by a funeral home. I was supposed to be assigned "Pick up & delivery" but I was never home when they called. It was very hard to find a job in the early 80's in Illinois.

    53. I own every single episode of Max Headroom on video. I can't wait until they release it on DVD. This was a series that was much too far ahead of its time.

    54. I guess I look more than the Subway guy than I thought. Lovely Wife just looked at my blog and said "When was this picture of you taken?" She was looking at Jared Fogle. Sigh.

    55. I was told to shut up by Jerry Reed. I was at a concert and kept hollering and acting-a-fool. He looked at me & said "Folks paid to hear me & not you, so shut up."

    56. Most of the places I worked for have folded. I'm now working for the Federal Government. Any questions?

    57. In college I had a dream that I lost my right hand. I started eating left-handed and tried drawing and writing that way as well. One day in welding class a huge piece of metal fell on my hand. If my hand would have been turned just slightly, it would have been crushed, but I was ok. After that, I no longer felt the left-handed urgency.

    58.  I was driving home at night from a date and the girl lived in a rough part of town. I pulled up to a stop sign and a guy jumped into my car and asked for a ride. It was 1 AM and I was so surprised I said ok. He kept directing me through all kinds of back streets. He said that his girlfriend had called and HER old boy friend was back. As we pulled up to the house, he jumps out, pulls a gun out of his pants, waves it at me, says "Thanks" and runs into the house. I got the hell outta there. I also locked my passenger door from then on.

    59. In the same town, in the same rough part, I went to visit Lovely Wife (while she was Lovely Friend)while she was house sitting. I get out of my car and this woman walks up to me asking, "Do you have the time?" I replied, "Sure". She said, "Really?" I said, "Yup, it's 7:15" She looked surprised, "That's not what I meant." Stunned, I said, "Well what did you ask for?". Days later I realized she was a hooker.

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