Went out for lunch today to grab a nice juicy burger and fries. I pull into the joint and come to a stop in the aisle as I see many others have the same idea. I think man, I'm going to wait in a line to get my hands on that big ol' bacon burger. But the crunch I heard next was not of me chewing that crispy bacon burger. No, instead it was that of a geriatric citizen who blindly decided to exit his parking space directly into my rear quarter panel. At this point I'm slightly upset, but not because I'm merged with a truck that is twice it's driver's size. I'm upset because now I have to wait even longer for that burger.
Calm and collected, I move out of traffic and park next to his fuel slut that effectively consumes more miles per gallon than my own. I jokingly say to the blind man "Well, there goes a good Friday!" To which the maniacal devil retorts "Why were you parked in the drive through!?" The man is clearly upset that his 300 lb. chrome bumper is now laced with Stryker Blue; he should be so lucky.
I feel reluctant to slap a greasy cheeseburger out of a man's mouth who is four times my age, so I tell the senior that his monstrous towing mirrors were installed for a purpose; to see what is behind him. He relents and we exchange our insurance information. To my surprise, it's not through AARP; he could've saved hundreds! We part ways, but before doing so I smile and tell the man to have a nice day.
After all, a slight shock to this dinosaur could send him into cardiac arrest.
So.. Where is a reputable shop in the Detroit area that I can take my car for repairs?
Calm and collected, I move out of traffic and park next to his fuel slut that effectively consumes more miles per gallon than my own. I jokingly say to the blind man "Well, there goes a good Friday!" To which the maniacal devil retorts "Why were you parked in the drive through!?" The man is clearly upset that his 300 lb. chrome bumper is now laced with Stryker Blue; he should be so lucky.
I feel reluctant to slap a greasy cheeseburger out of a man's mouth who is four times my age, so I tell the senior that his monstrous towing mirrors were installed for a purpose; to see what is behind him. He relents and we exchange our insurance information. To my surprise, it's not through AARP; he could've saved hundreds! We part ways, but before doing so I smile and tell the man to have a nice day.
After all, a slight shock to this dinosaur could send him into cardiac arrest.
So.. Where is a reputable shop in the Detroit area that I can take my car for repairs?
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