Nagasawa Exits, Stage Left
Wednesday - May 02, 2007
The two most important females in my life are my wife and our 9-year-old daughter. There is one more “gal” that’s a part of my life - she’s my 1995 black Dodge Ram truck. If you’ve followed this column for the past 10 years, then you know quite a bit about her.
She’s getting up there in years and mileage, but I’m loyal to her and will put up with her antics until the day she completely breaks down. While she’s in pretty good shape, having had some major brake work recently, something has happened that is wearing on my nerves.
For some reason, the driver’s side door will not open. No matter what I do, it won’t budge. It’s as though someone welded it shut. This means every time I enter or exit the vehicle, I have to do it from the passenger side.
It may not sound like a big deal, but it’s like always having to enter your house through the window. The other day, I was running late for an important business meeting with a client. It was in a business building downtown, mid-morning, so parking in the structure was nonexistent.
I drove my truck around and around each parking level looking for an open space. Panicking that I wouldn’t make the meeting, I was relieved when I saw not one, but two open parking stalls next to each other, albeit they were for compact cars.
I jammed my truck into one space so I could fully open the passenger door into the adjacent open parking space. I took a brief moment to call the client and let him know I was in the lot and on my way. While on the phone, another truck jammed into the open space and the driver left.
There was no way I could open the passenger door to get out. Running out of time, I decided I would climb out of the driver’s side window. It sounds easier than it really is. By this time I was sweating and half of my body was sticking out of the truck while my bottom half was struggling to boost the upper half out.
I turned my head only to see the client standing there watching me. I guess it looked as though my truck was giving birth to a 48-year-old fat baby. I looked at my client and tried to act as though what I was doing was completely normal. I calmly asked, “You guys validate for parking, right?”
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Jennifer Lau, student of Roosevelt High School and member of its Health Occupations Students of America - which was also the subject of a recent MidWeek article on teaching elementary school children the importance of hand washing and sanitation to the community - contacted me. In a state competition, they took first place in “Career Health Display” and “Community Awareness” categories. They were all selected to compete in the National Finals in Orlando, Fla., but the club needs to raise $12,000 in order to get to and participate in the national competition. Help them with a donation by going to: www.freewebs.com/rhshosa/
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