Circa 1984, I was driving alone one night when I saw a car with its hood up, stalled along a lonely stretch of Sherman Way in North Hollywood. Four dudes - late teens or early twenties, none of whom appeared the scholarly type - were trying to get it started, so I stopped to see if I could help.
Seems they needed a jump. So I took out my jumper cables and tried to get their car started. It didn’t work.
“You know what might work,” one of them said. “If we take your battery out of your car, put it into ours and try to start it up.”
“Well… OK,” I said.
So this we did, they all too happy to do the heavy lifting. (Have you ever lifted a car battery???) We removed their dead battery then slipped mine beside their engine to see if we could get their car started. And guess what? It worked!! But can you guess what happened next???
Wrong! They removed my battery from their now running car, put it back under my engine hood, thanked me and offered me money.
True story.
BILL
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