Alamo Drafthouse South Lamar
High Five!
RECEIVED Tue., Feb. 19, 2008
Dear Editor,
After a stultifying day at work, after spending 45 minutes in line at the post office, after being told it was going to take an hour to get my prescription filled, I backed into another car while trying to get out of the HEB parking lot, the one that's always packed, at Oltorf and South Congress. Thinking, "Damn, what a perfect end to the day." (It was my second parking lot fender bender in a month, although I was not at fault for that one.) The guy and I looked at the (minor) damage and he admitted that there was some previous damage. "Tell you what," he said. "Let's just forget about it. I like your Obama bumper sticker." High fives and a good end to the day. I hope he sees this public thank you; in our litigious world, such kindness is rare.
After a stultifying day at work, after spending 45 minutes in line at the post office, after being told it was going to take an hour to get my prescription filled, I backed into another car while trying to get out of the HEB parking lot, the one that's always packed, at Oltorf and South Congress. Thinking, "Damn, what a perfect end to the day." (It was my second parking lot fender bender in a month, although I was not at fault for that one.) The guy and I looked at the (minor) damage and he admitted that there was some previous damage. "Tell you what," he said. "Let's just forget about it. I like your Obama bumper sticker." High fives and a good end to the day. I hope he sees this public thank you; in our litigious world, such kindness is rare.
Martha Grenon