
My college buddy Jay lives in Des Moines, Iowa, and a few months ago he was considering buying and building one of those heavy duty back yard playsets for his kids. But Just before shelling out the dough for a new one, Jay’s wife Lynn found out that a co-worker was looking to get rid of a playset she had put up when her kids were little….it might take some doing to de-construct it, but it was free for the taking from her backyard on the corner of 6th and T Street if he wanted to move it.
Now, my buddy Jay would find a way to move the Taj Mahal if he thought it’d save him a few bucks, so he offers to come by and deconstruct the Playset and cart it away on Saturday afternoon. The co-worker gives the green light and says she won’t be at home on but she’ll leave the gate to the backyard unlocked for him.
At this point, the details get a little complicated…….but suffice to say, it took Jay and his pals a couple hours and more than a handful of socket wrenches to actually take this thing apart. But eventually they get it loaded into the pick up truck, drive it over to his house in 2 or 3 trips, and re-construct the entire thing in his backyard. By sundown, the kids are playing on the new swing set, and he and his buddies are reviling in the joy of a job well done.
About Noon on Sunday, Lynn’s co-worker calls to ask the following question:
“I left my gate open yesterday…how come Jay never came to pick up the play set?”
I can only imagine the stunned silence on the other end of the line as Lynn considered this question….then looked out in her back yard and saw the new playset gleaming in the sun….then looked back at the phone trying to calculate exactly what had gone wrong in this little plan.
“He did come to get the play set….he actually set it up in our backyard yesterday. I’m looking at it right now”, said Lynn.
At that very moment, as the co-worker and Lynn share another moment of stunned silence, the co-workers neighbor comes to her door looking rather upset and says, “I Know this is going to sound crazy….but did you see anybody in our backyard yesterday? We were out of town and we got home this morning to find that our playset is GONE!”
Are all the dots connecting for you?
Apparently my pal Jay wasn’t all that thorough on his homework. I guess the co-worker lives on the Northwest corner of 6th and T Street……unfortunately, Jay and his friends took the playset from a backyard on the SOUTH West corner of 6th and T Street….wrong house entirely. Basically meaning they stole a playset from some poor chump’s yard in broad daylight.
And I guess once everyone figured out what had happened my buddy Jay actually had to knock on a complete stranger’s door and say “Hi…I’m the guy who stole your kids playset……sorry about that man…..my bad….”
For the record, I would’ve paid any amount of money to be standing there on that porch so I could see the look on Jay’s face as he tried to explain Grand Theft Playhouse to a complete stranger.
Because if you can’t find joy in the stupid mistakes of your friends, then what good is it to have friends at all?