Thank God for good neighbors

The crew change plan was that I overnight in Mobile and catch an early morning flight home.

There was a last minute change and they decided to put some of us on a late afternoon flight instead. This sounds pretty good until you think about having to get home from the airport late at night.

When that happens, you're screwed.

I called Neighbor Bob and he declined. I shrugged and told him that I guess I was going to have to spend my beer money on a cab and hung up.

Thirty seconds later the phone rang; it was Neighbor Bob.

"Midnight?" He asked. "Can't see wasting good beer money on cab fare."

And there he was.

Good neighbors are irreplacable.


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