Not Looking This Gift Horse In The Mouth

, , | Hopeless | February 5, 2017

(Around Christmas-time, I’m walking to the bus stop from work, a trip that takes about ten minutes. It’s cold and dark and I’m just going about my business walking where I need to go. I pass by a horse-drawn carriage getting set up and admire the horse as I walk past. By the time I get to a crosswalk, the carriage is ready and the horse starts moving. I cross in front of the carriage, jokingly thinking to myself that I don’t want to get run over by a horse. A few moments later the driver calls out to me.)

Driver: “Hey, you!”

(I turn around, hoping I didn’t somehow do something wrong.)

Driver: “Hop in!”

Me: “Oh, thank you!”

(I ended up getting a free ride to the bus stop via horse-drawn carriage. Once we got there, I had to thank the driver again.)

Me: “Thanks again.”

Driver: “No problem. Merry Christmas!”

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