Steve CoxKonto zweryfikowane

Story: I got lost driving to upstate NY and ended up in Chappaqua. I drove through an open gate into a rich neighborhood, stopping in front of a mansion with a few black cars in front. I saw a woman in a white vest, slacks and sunglasses drinking red wine. It was Hillary Clinton.

Even wearing sunglasses, Hillary looked suspicious of me. It may have been due to my beat-up car in the rich neighborhood. Some men in suits stepped out from behind the house and waved for me to stay put. One of the black cars backed out in front of me and stopped. I was trapped.

One of the men in suits, a Secret Service agent, pointed to my window and motioned downward. He wanted me to lower my window. I was too scared to refuse. I lowered my window. He leaned in, elbows on my door. "You're real lost, aren't you?" he asked. I nodded, too scared to speak.

He gave me directions back to the highway. He also said one of his men would be following me, so I should drive carefully. He looked around my car, like he was looking for weapons. Finally he said, "OK, you can go." He stood upright, motioned the car ahead of me to let me pass.

"One more thing," he said, smiling. "Your bumper sticker is cute." I thought he meant my college sticker. Maybe he was making fun of my alma mater. I didn't care, I just wanted to go. Then he added "Bernard is a loser. Remember that." I realized he meant my Bernie 2016 sticker.

I looked over my shoulder where Hillary was standing. She was gone. "Go on, now," the agent said. I pulled out cautiously, checking my mirror as an agent followed slowly behind until I cleared the open gate. I pulled over before the highway ramp and shuddered a sigh of relief.