T-Hoe is still thirsting for an oil change. I would bet that you are shocked, but I'm not the kind of Val to throw my money away on gambling, heh, heh.
Good thing I am observant of my surroundings while out and about in town. Wednesday at the Backroads Casey's, I cheated over quite a bit in my rightful handicap space. It's the last space at the right end of the building. I wasn't affecting anybody else's parking. The car I parked beside was in no-man's-land. Not IN the next space. Just taking up two halves of different spaces. I figured that by moving over a bit, if that car left, the next one would hopefully park inside the lines, and I'd still have plenty of room to get T-Hoe's door open all the way.
A dude came out of the store with a soda and slice of pizza as I was getting out. I tried not to look at him, though he did not give me the same courtesy. He stood next to the passenger door of the space-hogging car, having been locked out by his driver, who was still inside the store.
What's THIS??? As I was putting my foot down, I saw an implement of T-Hoe destruction lying in wait! We can't have that! No need for T-Hoe to start limping like Val!
I didn't take a picture right there. I didn't want That Dude to start twirling his crazy temple finger. So I picked up the evidence. Not for a picture, you big sillies! To get it off the parking lot! I know how these things work. I've had a dang BOLT flatten my tire before. Not even pointy like this screw. As the tire rolls back over it, the head flips the pointy end up, and it catches in the tire, and stabs it as the tire continues to roll!
This one was only about two inches long, unlike the bolt, which was about four. I showed Hick when we were on a commercial during Survivor. He dropped it in his empty Diet Mountain Dew bottle.
We all know that if T-Hoe gets a flat tire, I will be waiting for a while before it's fixed. At least I spotted this evil weapon. Maybe I should start carrying a metal detector. And de-sensitize myself to the crazy temple twirly finger.

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