I was sitting in Subway last week eating lunch and feeding Breighton. We always sit up by the window so we can people and weather watch. This lady pulled up in a dodge car and I noticed that she had a flat tire. I figured if she came in I would tell her or I would leave a note on my way out. Anyway… There were two ladies sitting behind me at the hightop tables chatting away. They were talking about the flat tire and how that has to ruin your day and everything. One remarked to the other “We should go tell her.” The ladies responded “naaa, she should be okay it is only half flat, just the bottom.” The other lady agreed “oh yeah, your right, she should be fine.”
I nearly fell out of my chair. They just let anyone walk our planet, brains are NOT required, huh??
Yikes! I mean, I may not be the brightest star in the sky some of the time, but I at least know that much. (Nevermind that I let my car run out of oil recently. Good news: New car! Bad news: Old car stopped on side of road in rural area at 6AM on my way to work, while my cell phone rested nicely at home.) That’s right! That lovely tri-tone car with the hood that didn’t quite close all the way and the NRA stickers on it now resides in a junk yard, where it will be an organ-donor of sorts… It occurs to me I should post about this in my own blog…