Agnes, a woman in her late 60’s, was closing her restaurant after bad weather hit with torrential rain and lightning.
Before she finished, a Hells Angels looking motorcycle gang drove up and told her through the door the roads had washed out and they needed shelter for a while. She invited them in but left the CLOSED sign on the door.
She assumed they must be hungry and started making hamburgers and filling tea glasses and coffee cups.
After they had all eaten, she refused to let them pay.
Still waiting for the weather to improve, the toughest looking gang member walked up to her and asked, “Were you seriously not at all afraid when we stormed up to your door? I mean, look at us! We’re not the prettiest bunch and most of us wouldn’t be welcomed anywhere decent.”
Agnes didn’t hesitate with her answer.
“Baby, I trust God Almighty. I’ve buried two husbands, somehow stayed in business under Obama AND Biden, and I’ve survived three tornadoes. You ain’t even in the neighborhood of my top 10 worst nightmares!”
