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Yesterday afternoon as my flute player friend and I were having supper before going to band rehearsal, there was a knock on the door. A young man was asking about plugging in to the electric charger. Told him $20 and I will move my car. There were 3 young men who work for G M and they are driving an EV Hummer to test it out in real time on the hills of West Virginia Interstate. They are traveling with a generator truck, but apparently there is a malfunction between the generator (or cable) and the Hummer. So they plugged in, gave me a $20 and went back to Charleston (he said if it had not already been paid for AND that is where their clothes were, they would have stayed here. I told them I would make breakfast for them in the morning. They said it would most likely be about noon by the time they got here. OK, says I, lunch it is - I will fix pork chops. Turns out 2 of the 3 do not eat pork. OK, steak it is. (I thought I had steaks in the freezer - nope, just a small package of venison tenderloins.)
8:30 this morning I am at the grocery trolling for Manager Special markdowns steaks. Saw none so knocked on the butcher door and asked if there WERE any today. Got 3 nice ones marked down to $8. In the crock pot with onions, carrots and red wine and made scalloped potatoes, gingerbread for dessert. They chose Kenya of the 3 I had roasted for the coffee and raved about how nice it was to have a home-cooked meal. They wanted to pay and I said that was not necessary - I invited them. They had already asked if I took credit cards. Each one handed over the company credit card for the meal (told them I had no idea what to charge them - they were generous with their answer) and then each of them handed over their personal cards to buy a mug (and one bought jelly too). A lovely, unexpected addition to my bank account! Read the lights at the hood-line.
8:30 this morning I am at the grocery trolling for Manager Special markdowns steaks. Saw none so knocked on the butcher door and asked if there WERE any today. Got 3 nice ones marked down to $8. In the crock pot with onions, carrots and red wine and made scalloped potatoes, gingerbread for dessert. They chose Kenya of the 3 I had roasted for the coffee and raved about how nice it was to have a home-cooked meal. They wanted to pay and I said that was not necessary - I invited them. They had already asked if I took credit cards. Each one handed over the company credit card for the meal (told them I had no idea what to charge them - they were generous with their answer) and then each of them handed over their personal cards to buy a mug (and one bought jelly too). A lovely, unexpected addition to my bank account! Read the lights at the hood-line.