A Viewer Keeps Me Humble

On a recent morning, I was strolling back to my car after walking one of my granddaughters to day care.

A guy in a rusty beater pulled up next to me and rolled down the window.  I could hear the car radio playing and there was also someone in the passenger seat.

“Do you know what time it is?” he shouted in a vintage Chicago accent.

I glanced at my watch and yelled, “It’s 8:03.”

“What?” he yelled back.

“8:03!” I repeated.

“8:00???” he yelled back.

“Yeah!” yells me.

Then he looked at me and said, “Hey, are you that guy on Channel 11?”

I answered, “Yeah, that’s me.”

“The one who makes those stupid paper things?” he asked and then let out a roaring laugh and gunned the car down the street.

I couldn’t help it.  I started laughing, too.  Made my day.  At least he watches sometimes.

Anyway, for those of you who missed it a few years ago, here’s the story about my stupid paper things.

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