There’s a fellow in Greenville who’s feeling pretty bad these days and he’s doing his best to get the word out concerning his conundrum. On Aug. 29, in Greenville, he was pulling out of a store when the front end of his car hit a white truck. “It caused a pretty big dent and I panicked and I just went on,” said the fellow, whose name is Jim. “I feel really, really guilty about it now.” So bless Jim’s heart, he’s been placing advertisements in newspapers all over Upstate South Carolina trying to find the driver of the white truck. “HIT & RUN — If your white truck was hit on Augusta Rd, Greenville — Call Jim (864) 630-4375 — I want to pay for the damage.” Jim said he has had no luck finding the driver of the white truck so far, but, he said, “I’m trying really hard.”

• “NOW” what? A Japanese restaurant recently opened in Hartwell, Ga. The restaurant is ensconced in the old Kentucky Fried Chicken establishment at the intersection of Old Highway 29 and East Franklin Street. While the building was being changed from a fried chicken facility to a Japanese joint, a sign on the marquee out front offered up three big, red letters that read “NOW.” Now what? Hearsay wondered. The mystery has since been solved. Four big, red letters — an O, P, E and N — have appeared after NOW. Ah, so! Kobe Express Japanese Cuisine is NOW OPEN!
• Reminds us of the old telephone joke: Somebody in Anderson recently placed a classified advertisement in this newspaper that read, “Old Coldspot refrig./freezer, still runs, $75.” Here at Hearsay, we can’t help but be reminded of the cheesiest telephone prank we ever played as kids coming along in the early ’60s. You dialed a telephone number — any number would do — and when someone said hello you asked if his or her refrigerator was running. The unsuspecting but somewhat confused person on the other end of the line would usually say, “Yes,” to wit, you said, “Well, then, you better go catch it.” Hardy har-har-har.
• Pick’em and you’ll be prosecuted: Here at Hearsay, we recently journeyed from Hartwell to Anderson by way of Anderson Highway. Along about the intersection where there’s a church and several blue silos in the distance, we noticed a huge field of fabulous sunflowers that were blooming and downright beautiful. Figured on the way home from Anderson we’d pick a few to make a pretty bouquet for the coffee table. Then we saw a small sign at the edge of the field and many, many more signs just like it. The message was pretty clear: Don’t pick these sunflowers, ‘cause if you do, the law’s gonna come looking for you. So much for a pretty bouquet of sunflowers.