He Didn't Need An Antenna Anyway

                            By John Schwery


          Being late for something one day I was  traveling  faster than  I
          should have been.  My cane hit a car and I reached     forward
          with my  hand for the side of the car to stop myself.  My aim was
          a    little high  and I  hit the antenna.   I wrapped  my fingers
          around it but snap, it  broke off.   The car  was vibrating  so I
          knew it contained a driver.   Sheepishly, I walked  to the window
          with the antenna dangling in my hand.   Stupidly,      I     said
          something like, I think I broke your antenna.  He said something
          like, that's okay, twice, rapidly.  I think he just wanted to be
          rid of me.