PSYCHOLOGICAL GAME OF THE DAY. (old repost) (humor) Pulling out of a hotel parki

PSYCHOLOGICAL GAME OF THE DAY.

(old repost) (humor)

Pulling out of a hotel parking lot in to traffic. Waiting to turn.

Blonde boy, thin hair, black cap with skateboard asks “Please! Please! Give me your car! Please!?”

My mind races through multitude of life lessons i might deliver at this moment.

I choose one: “What will you trade me for it?”

Shock. Open mouth. Silence. Fantasies fill his mind.

Before he can gather his wits, I say “I want your soul.”

Incomprehension. Pause. Twinge of fear.

“I want your soul.”. I smile. “For the car.”

Half smile mixed with confusion.

I say, “Yes?” “I thought so. I have it already.”

I smile, and notice a few horrified adult onlookers. Then pull into traffic.

He’s never going to forget that moment. I’m sure.