Chitty-chitty, bang bang

The inspirational story of cars with runny noses and other maladies.

Yesterday I was driving down the road, when I started to smell something. It was probably another car; usually is. The window fogs up as if I had the defrost going (but in reverse)... but I had the windows open and everything, even air conditioning off. Something was wrong with my car. I pulled over. I stepped out of my car. Copious amounts of green fluid ran from under my car onto the parking pad. My car was sick. So of course the first person I call is my dad. He then calls AAA and comes to pick me up.

While I wait for my dad, I stare at the green puddle running down the black pavement. Staring out towards the road, I notice a path... a trail right to my where my car is sitting. Looked to me like I lost 2 gallons of fluid. My car had a runny hose. Well... in all truth, I got a call today that said my car was suffering not from a cold, congestion or runny nose, but the heating coil had gone bust and needs replacement.

As if this isn't good enough, my friend's car decides to get sick the very next day (today). I can truthfully say her car didn't catch what it got from my car. They haven't gotten together to play recently, and the symptoms were different. Her car suffered from fatigue and was whining. I have yet to find out the cause.

Working in the insane

Ignorant People- they really annoy me.
Today's story: A lady walks out of the fitting room, nothing in her hands. We'll call her blue shirt.
I ask politely "Ma'am, did you bring anything in with you?"
Blue shirt: "Oh yeah, it's in there."
Me: "Would you please go in and bring it back out?"
Blue shirt: "No, thank you"
She walks away and I stand there with my mouth open shocked and insulted. It wasn't exactly a question. I will reiterate that there is a sign when you first walk in the fitting room and one in almost every stall that asks people to bring their clothes out. Also I asked nicely using "please". This lady didn't have a foreign accent, so she could assumedly understand English. She was middle aged probably in her 40's, so not some young teenager who didn't know better, she as worse. She is the type of person who knowing full well what is expected, curtious and mannerly, who when asked to do the right thing, instead acts like a child and turns away. She gets one point for saying "thank you" but negative fifty points for displaying purposeful ignorance. I am not anyone's mother and I do not exist solely to clean up children's messes. No two ways about it I think she was a bitch. I wonder what her house looks like and sincerely hope she has some respect for others.

Some days are crazy.
I got paged 5 times in the span 1 or 2 minutes the other day by 5 different people all needing something slightly different. I answered each page quickly as possible, but felt like I was running around like a chicken with my head cut off for a little whole there.

Lenny Love

Today I got a Lenny Kravitz cd. Normally I am not a huge Lenny fan, but I ended up getting the cd as a gift. No sooner had I brought it home than my brother opened up the cd and requested I play it, so I did. It is actually pretty decent, not something I would have bought for myself, but something that since I own it I will enjoy.

Cooking

I think I find this humorous because I hate cooking. Really I don't care to expend all the effort and time to make food, only to see it disappear in a short amount of time leaving dirty dishes, pots, and pans. Anyways...

I was at work the other day, when a lady came up to me and asked if I worked at the store, or if I was a chef. The reason for this apparent confusion on her point was that, where I work we recently got a new line of kitchen items, so they gave out pins to the employees to wear advertising the new kitchen items. I was wearing one such pin. I replied that, yes in fact I work for the store.

Five minutes later... "Would you say this shirt is the color of paprika?" Except the way she said paprika, I misunderstood her to be saying "apricot". I told her that "apricot" is a bit lighter orange than the shirt she was holding. She was like "No, paprika, you should know what color that is because you cook so much". (Those may not have been her exact words, but that was the gist of them.) The shirt was more or less paprika colored, so I said "Oh paprika! Yes" (and I pronounced paprika my way).

On drinking glasses and traveling

"The more things change, the more they remain the same."

I have at long last started a collection of drinking glasses. So far this consists of: one margarita glass, and two shot glasses. I think I want a beer mug next, because they are usually a nice shape and weight. I like drinking water out of glass cups because somehow it seems to taste better. Beer mugs have nice handles and make really wonderful water glasses in my opinion. I just have to pick one that isn't too big.

I have done all the traveling I plan for this year. I went to Atlanta to see a friend I knew from school. I had a really good time with her just hanging out, relaxing and the like. My second trip was to the ocean with family. I think I got more tan in Atlanta than I did at the ocean, but oh well... I did fun stuff like go miniature golfing instead of filling my clothes with sand.