That’s my hustle

Although the ‘official’ road trip is over, Miss Information and I still have a few more destinations to hit. This morning, we headed to the Northern part of the state. While traveling to our Northern destination, Miss Information expressed her appreciation for the care I provided her on the road trip, specifically when I fed her grapes while she drove. “I thought that was really nice,” she told me and added, “I would definitely road trip with you again because of that.” “Oh, I wouldn’t be too hasty,” I advised her, “I really wasn’t being nice. Feeding grapes to people is my hustle.”

With all the talk about grapes, we decided to go out to eat. We pulled in the restaurant parking lot and my eyes were immediately drawn to a 1990 Yellow Geo Storm in the lot. “I seriously love that car,” I told Miss Information. “Really? Why?” she asked. “Look at it – it is a true gem. I think I should leave a note letting them know I want to buy it.” She laughed – I’ve no doubt she thought I was kidding. We entered the restaurant and I couldn’t stop thinking about the car. “Seriously, that is a great car. I can totally imagine me tooling around town in that fine machine. I’ll be right back,” I told her and then hustled out to the parking lot to leave a note on the windshield, advising the owner of my interest.

As we were leaving the restaurant, the owner of the vehicle came out. Miss Information began to giggle, “Look at your boyfriend.” The vehicle owner looked like a blond Danny Devito. His “is that his wife – no, that’s a man, must be his friend,” friend noticed the note and pointed it out to him. “What did you write on the note?” Miss Information asked me. “If you ever want to sell your car, please call me,” I replied. “Well I hope your phone starts ringing soon,” she said in between extreme laughter. “Actually, I think that may be my new hustle,” I told her. “If I see someone good looking getting out of their car I’m going to leave them a ‘I want to buy your car’ note on their windshield and just hope that they are in the market to sell. Grapes and notes. That’s my hustle.