He Is Dead, or Just Sleeping?

The entry I wrote about the drive-thru incident sparked another memory.  You guys are going to think I spend a little too much time eating fast food--great...  That is not entirely true, but here is another story.. 

One summer afternoon, years ago, I took my two kids, and my nephew to a local burger place.  I found a nice little parking space near a little pick up truck.  It wasn't until I had pulled in and parked the car, that I noticed the man inside the vehicle, was slumped over the driving wheel.  Hmm...I thought, this is odd.  I alerted the kids in the car, and we all started staring at the young man at the driver's seat. 

"Is he dead, or just sleeping?" asked my daughter. 

We continued to stare hoping to see some kind of movement, but we didn't.  We then  nervously got out of the car, and went inside.  I purposively slammed the door of my car for some kind of reaction, but I didn't see any.  We then hurriedly went into the restaurant, and placed our order. 

Okay, I know what you are thinking now.  Sure you forget about the poor dead guy in the car, and go and eat--how can you do that?!  Well, we did eat, but we were all feeling a little somber.  We couldn't help thinking about the guy in the car; at least I couldn't stop thinking about him.  After lunch, we went back to the car.  The kids purposively walked as far away from the pickup as they  possibly could.  I looked inside again, hoping to see a change of position or movement from the young man, but I didn't see any.  Sitting in the car we all talked about what we should do at this point. 

Should we knock on the window to see if he is okay?  Should we call the police?  After sitting there for about five minutes, my nephew reported that he saw the guy move his finger.  Can you imagine this scene: all of our faces, against the glass of our windows, staring at this guy?  After hearing of the finger movement, it was all I needed, and I pulled out of the parking lot and went on my merry way.  I was glad that I didn't have to cause a scene and knock on the window to see if the guy was dead. 

As I was doing my errands that day, I will say however, that I purposively drove by the parking lot to see if the pickup of the sleeping man was still there.  The kids thought this was all very funny. 

"Gosh, Aunt Julie, you left a poor dead guy alone in his car at the McDonalds!"

"Yeah, mom.  What if he was really dead?!"

"Mom, do you think he choked on a french fry?  Do you think that is how he died?"

After a few hours of driving around, I was pleased to see the pick up was no longer there. 

Do any of you like to sleep in your car?  Please realize that anyone seeing you, may think you are dead.  Please don't be alarmed if you are suddenly awaken by a tapping of the window!! 

Picture courtesy of Google.  I don't know these poor women.  This is what happens when you  display family photos online for all the world to see!