this modern life, part one
in which "they" can put a man on the moon, so why, no matter what i do, do i still have all this gray hair?
and furthermore: why does a trip to the garage to get my battery checked YESTERDAY end with someone replacing some part of my car door 24 hours later and still no word on the battery?
why won't my coffee stay hot?
why am i so ungrateful that i seem to forget that at least i have hair, and a car, and coffee?
and furthermore: why does a trip to the garage to get my battery checked YESTERDAY end with someone replacing some part of my car door 24 hours later and still no word on the battery?
why won't my coffee stay hot?
why am i so ungrateful that i seem to forget that at least i have hair, and a car, and coffee?
posted by sarah ruddy at 20.12.05
1 Comments:
on the car note: refuse, absolutely refuse! i once went to get an oil change at one of those quickie lube places (insert chuckle here) and was sitting patiently in the "waiting room," when one of the teenage oil changers came in with a dirty air filter to tell another fellow waiting roomee that he might want to consider replacing it. the waiting roomee declined stating that he'd just replaced it and the oil changer left. he then returned minutes later with my air filter and gave me the same spiel. i stared blankly at him, then at the other waiting roomee, and then back at the oil changer and said words to the effect of: "i also just replaced that myself last week and i don't think i need another one." he left without saying anything and the waiting roomee and i exchanged glances of "whatthefuck?!" with each other. It's was one of the more obvious moments of mechanic-extortion that I've experienced. Though i unfortunately have stories that are worse.
oh and zeus save us if the world runs out of coffee(or black tea)! perma-caffeine-detox headache for me, for sure!
cindy :)
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