Friends of a Hack
I meet all kinds of people in this job. Most of the people I keep up with are fellow drivers. We see each other on the stands and pass the time with a quick hello and sometimes a chat. For the most part, I only talk to drivers willing to come to me. I stay in my car as much as possible because I’m always waiting for that call that gets me off the strip. I admit, I don’t have many good friends at work. Only a few people are willing to stand out in the weather to chat it up and I’m Ok with that.
Over the last year I made some friends that I never thought possible. I would like to introduce the best friends a Hack can have.
I didn’t name these two, another driver did. A lot of drivers like to sit and feed or talk to the birds in their free time. I sit back and chuckle when I see this but never have been into feeding the birds and never thought of talking to them. One day these guys decide to take a liking to me. Big Guy waddled his no feet ass up to my car and started pecking at it. Next thing I know, Little Lady flew up and started yelling at me. I don’t know why but for some reason ever since that day both of these guys visit me every time I pull into the Mandalay Bay. A fellow driver says its odd that they do that because I never feed them and he never sees them go to any other cars like that.
Who knows? Maybe it’s because they know I’m an animal lover. Either way, I think I’ll miss them if they ever stop coming by.