I Could Never Pass Up Tools Laying In The Road

It always amazed me how often I used to find tools, like wrenches, hammers, screw drivers and the like laying on the road when I was traveling from place to place. I always accused my careless mechanic Paul of being the one that lost most of them. Almost any day I could drive out of the yard and find something Paul had left laying under the hood or on the bumper that would fall off. Of course he wasn’t too worried about it as long as I had charge accounts at all the parts houses in Austin.

Paul’s carelessness fed my quest for finding tools wherever I traveled. Madeline always questioned me taking time to stop and get a screw driver when I had boxes full of them. But that was never enough to dissuade me.

One day I left our office with my office manager, Woody riding along. It was raining like the “flat rock and cow” reference. I turn on to Ben White Blvd. and right there I could see a shiny ratchet and socket in the middle of the road. Cars were stopped for the red light behind me, so I knew I had time to grab it. To keep from getting out and being soaked I did the fast open the door and grab it maneuver. I was driving a 4 wheel drive pickup that was fairly high off the ground. I leaned out while holding on to the steering wheel with my right hand.

The next thing I knew my hand slipped from the steering wheel, pile driving my head into to wet pavement and there I lay. The pickup rolled on off, slowly. The light changed and a charge of cars were bearing down on me. As much as I wanted to lay there, I had no choice but get my drowned butt up and dash for the pickup that Woody had somehow brought to a halt.

When I got in with the socket wrench in hand, Woody said “why did you do that“? I couldn’t even muster up a response.

Later upon examining the tool, I found my initials on them. Shortly before that I had a full set of Craftsman Tools that I’d etched my RGL on each piece. (The largest set Sears made) Paul’s tools had become so depleted that I had given him my personal tool set to keep him going. Yes, Paul had left out right in front of us that morning.

2 thoughts on “I Could Never Pass Up Tools Laying In The Road

  1. I have a “falling out of a moving car that I was driving” story, but yours is better. (Mine turns on stupidity and stuff like that.) A few days ago, though, while walking across a street near home I espied a perfectly good shop broom lying on a traffic island. My spouse warned me off picking it up. First: It could have virus on it. Second” “It doesn’t belong to you.” I think she assumes that someone noticing the absence of a broom upon arrival at their destination will retrace their route until it is found. In the end, I didn’t pick it up, but when I recrossed that street later in the day, it was, indeed, gone. Likely someone with fewer scruples than my wife grabbed it up.


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