Friends with Cars

On Saturday morning I finished up a three-day training course that I had been teaching in Beijing, and needed to move out of my hotel go to a friend’s house. I normally would have just taken a taxi, but since I had a couple of suitcases, I knew I would need a bit of extra help getting from the car to my friend’s apartment.

I called a friend of mine who lives near the hotel and asked if he would be willing to help.  He was of course thrilled that I called, and said he’d be at the hotel by 3pm.

As we were driving to my friend’s place, I thanked him again for giving me a ride.

“Stop thanking me,” he said. “What’s the use in having friends with cars if you don’t ask them to drive you places?”

I guess I hadn’t thought of it that way!

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