Para escribir esta publicacion indague con mi familia y amigos a ver si tenian algo gracioso que contar para yo realizar esta entrada.. Mi hermano que venia llegando me dijo ... te lo tengo!!!!.. y aqui comparto esta su anecdota.

Mi hermano es ingeniero civil, casado con Ana Lucía mi querida cuñada, le gusta jugar billar, compartir con sus amigos, es muy hogareño, buen esposo y buen hermano. Dos años después de graduarse, una empresa en Caracas lo contrata para sus proyectos, su función como ingeniero era supervisar algunas obras, y esas cosas que hacen los ingenieros civiles....*

To write this post I asked my family and friends to see if they had something funny to tell me so I could write this entry. My brother who was just arriving told me .... I got it !!!!... and here I share this anecdote.

My brother is a civil engineer, married to Ana Lucia my beloved sister in law, he likes to play pool, share with his friends, he is very homely, good husband and good brother. Two years after graduating, a company in Caracas employs him for their projects, his function as an engineer was to supervise some works, and those things that civil engineers do....

Al año siguiente contrae nupcias con Ana y alquilan un apartamento en La Victoria , pero el viajaba todos los dias a Caracas , con la fortuna que tenia su vehiculo propio.

En uno de sus viajes de regreso antes de llegar al tunel de los Ocumitos , se percata de que hay un vehiculo accidentado en el ombrillo, el siempre se ha destacado por ser un buen samaritano , su asombro fue mayor cuando nota que era una mujer , la chica en cuestion abrio la tapa donde esta el motor , viendo sin saber que hacer porque al parecer (relata mi hermano ) no sabia nada de la mecanica de su vehiculo.

The following year he married Ana and rented an apartment in La Victoria, but he traveled every day to Caracas, with the fortune that he had his own vehicle.

On one of his return trips, before arriving at the tunnel of the Ocumitos, he noticed that there was an accident vehicle on the road, he has always been known for being a good Samaritan, his astonishment was greater when he noticed that it was a woman, the girl in question opened the cover where the engine is, looking without knowing what to do because apparently (says my brother) did not know anything about the mechanics of his vehicle.

Mi hermano se dispone a ayudarla y aparca su vehiculo cerca de el vehiculo de la chica , primero para apoyarla porque estaba sola y segundo para lograr reparar la falla...el continuaba su relato y me comenta que lograron reparar la falla , entablaron una conversacion muy amena y amistosa y el decide acompañarla en el regreso porque ella venia de la Guaira e iba hacia Maracay , y mi hermano venia hacia la Ciudad de la Victoria , pero el decide acompañarla hasta Maracay por si el vehiculo se accidentaba nuevamente.

LLegando a Maracay , la chica le dice que se regrese porque se le va a hacer muy tarde ... pero el sigue con la idea de acompañarla ,, ella le aclara que vive en el Castaño , que es una zona de Maracay de clase media alta..pero a pesar de eso mi hermano seguia firme en su idea de acompañarla.

My brother is ready to help her and parks his vehicle near the girl's vehicle, first to support her because she was alone and second to repair the failure...he continued his story and told me that they were able to repair the failure, they had a very pleasant and friendly conversation and he decided to accompany her on the return trip because she was coming from La Guaira and was going to Maracay, and my brother was coming to the city of La Victoria, but he decided to accompany her to Maracay in case the vehicle had another accident.

Arriving in Maracay, the girl tells him to go back because he is going to be very late .... She told him that she lives in El Castaño, which is an upper middle class area of Maracay, but in spite of that, my brother was still firm in his idea of accompanying her.

Cuando llegan , en la casa de la chica la esperaban porque era su cumpleaños y le tenian una sorpresa, la chica les conto lo sucedido y la familia en agradecimiento le piden a mi hermano que se quede a compartir con ellos, mi hermano lo dudo un poco , su celular estaba casi que explotaba de las llamadas de su esposa ,, pero el prefiere quedarse y explicar todo al siguiente dia.

La parte graciosa del relato es que cuando el viene de regreso ,, se detiene a apensar la cantidad de preguntas que le hara Ana su esposa , y lo abraza la preocupacion porque se quedo fuera de casa , cosa que nunca habia hecho. Como el es un jugador asiduo de billar (cosa que a mi cuñada para nada le agrada ) -y en la guantera de su vehiculo llevaba unas cajas de tizas para remarcar algunas fallas en las obras que supervisa , el prefiere contarle a su esposa que se quedo jugando billar con unos amigos y se le hizo tarde... pues !..toma la tiza la convierte en polvo y empieza a esparcircela por el pantalon , la camisa, para que su cuento coincida con las señales jajajajajajaj..

*When they arrived at the girl's house they were waiting for her because it was her birthday and they had a surprise for her, the girl told them what happened and the family thanked her and asked my brother to stay and share with them, my brother hesitated a little, his cell phone was almost exploding from his wife's calls, but he preferred to stay and explain everything the next day. *

*The funny part of the story is that when he comes back, he stops to think about the amount of questions that Ana will ask his wife, and he is overwhelmed with worry because he stayed away from home, something he had never done before. As he is a regular billiard player (which my sister-in-law does not like at all) - and in the glove compartment of his car he had a few boxes of chalk to mark some faults in the works he supervises - he prefers to tell his wife that he was playing pool with some friends and he was late.... he takes the chalk, turns it into powder and starts to spread it all over his pants and shirt, so that his story matches the signs..... *

Cuando llega al edificio.... lo invadio el remordimiento, y empezo a sacudirse el polvo de tiza, respiro profundo y fue resuelto a contarle toda la verdad de la chica y todo lo que sucedio despues ...ay mamá!!!!

Esta parte me la conto mi hermano con lujo de detalles * , yo quise recrearlo tal cual con este dialogo:

Mi cuñada: Mas o menos por que tu llegas a esta hora
Mi hermano : Mi amor , disculpa te voy a decir la verdad , yo venia de regreso, y a la altura del tunel Los Ocumitos ....(le cuenta todo tal cual)
Mi cuñada: *ahhh si!!! ... y tu esperas que yo te crea? ...mira como esta lleno de tiza ..tu estabas era jugando billar con tus amigotes!!!... dio media vuelta y se encerro en el cuarto ..jajajajajajaj

mI hermano se quedo como pájarito en rama viendo para los lados , porque lo dejo sin palabras...jajajajajaj

When he got to the building.... he was overcome with remorse, and began to shake off the chalk dust, took a deep breath and was determined to tell him the whole truth about the girl and everything that happened afterwards ...ay mama!!!!

This part was told to me by my brother in detail * , I wanted to recreate it as it was with this dialogue:

*My sister-in-law: More or less why you arrive at this hour.
My brother: My love, excuse me, I'm going to tell you the truth, I was coming back, and at the tunnel Los Ocumitos .... (he tells her everything as it is).
My sister-in-law: ahhh yes!!!! ... and you expect me to believe you? ...look how it is full of chalk ...you were playing pool with your friends!!!!... he turned around and locked himself in the room ..jajajajajajajaj

my brother was like a bird on a branch looking to the side, because it left him speechless...jajajajajajajajajaj