….So i was done with Beatroot and decided to get the wifee some ice cream from Baskin Robins Waikele. As i pulled into the parking lot i noticed a haole guy pushing a PT Cruzer with 2 females in the car. I figure i park quick and give the brother a hand. As i jet out of my car, i noticed that there are at least 3 mokes just watching little haole guy push this car. Those punk a** mokes can get the fat one for not helping this guy. Anyway. I ask, “do you need help?” Homie says, “i can only speak a little English, i am from Spain, i ran out of gas…” So help push the car into a stall and told the guy to call the security number on the wall.
He says Thank You and i go back into Baskin’s. As i was waiting in line, i got that feeling, and that calm audible voice in my head said “Go back” at the same time, i could feel it in my Gut to go help the guy a little more…
So i bounce out of the Bask and ask the guy did he call the security, of course not he has no phone. So i called security and they never came. So i told him i can call his rental car company, because they have 24 road side. I call and Dollar rental, said that it would be 3 x what they would pay if they just found a way to get gas. I figure my time was done, but as i tried to make my exit, i still had that GUT feeling to stay and help.
Sucked it up and told the guy, i would take him to Lowes, where they will buy a gas container and i will then take him to Waipahu to get gas. He insisted that he would walk, i was like YOU CRAZY, a small white dude walking pass Hans La-range Park! I told him, Waipahu is a chill place but at any time it can pop off.
…we get to the Shell across the park they have Summer baseball, and his credit card didn’t work. So i turned on my MOKE-ISM and walked homie into the cashier booth, “Eh brah, i say dis guy bugga was stranded on da side of da road. He ran outta gas, so i figga i kokua. try run da credit caadd again, right on tanks badda, Mahalos.”
Back at the PT, homie fills it up and now he looks like Dose One from Anticon!
How many Europeans does it take to fill a gas tank? Three from Spain? I joke.
Before they left, i finally got to ask the name of the lost Spaniards. Dose One look a like was Raul. The girl next to him was Claudia…Here is the clincher! The girl on the right her name was KARMA! Are you serious. As i shook her hand i was like, “You are kidding right?”. Then she said, “You are like a Angel for us in Hawaii” That’s more like it. Kavet the Angel. Hah! They also let me know if i ever go to Barcelona, that they will take care of everything. Say Word!
Three happy Spaniards off to their hotel in Makaha. Ciao! I hope those Mokes watching us push the car get a taste of what goes around come back around and bites you in the arse!
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