so, my car (this is hannah--FIX IT MAMES) has been dead for 3 years. today, the shop calls and it goes a little something like this:
me: it's the transmission, isn't it.
disgusted car guy: well, ma'am... it's the durnedest thing.
me: god. how much. just tell me how much.
dcg: well, now, it's not exactly your transmission. we ain't never seen a thing a like this. it's just something brand new.
me: shit. just tell me.
dcg: it seems that over the years, you've spilled so much coffee down the center console on yr gear shift that you've done gummed it up so good it won't shift. ma'am, we've never seen that much spilled coffee.
i am a total idiot. it took 3 men removing the center console and scraping out the coffee and the full diet coke that i vaguely remember spilling there a yr ago. my car messiness has cost me $200. but to be fair, the damn drink holders are RIGHT ABOVE the gear shift.
easily the hilight of my life though is this:
i go to play tennis with tom. and he falls down.
boom, down. just like lavendar.
just a heap of tom and racket. with the shoe he fell out of lying nearby.
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There's a moral there. It's like that old tv show, Paladin.
Paladin? I just spent 30 mins looking it up. Show: Have Gun, Will Travel. With a character called 'Hey Boy'--who is... an 'oriental porter' apparently :)
Also, I think you're yelling at me to not spill entire drinks in the car. And, I guess you should be. But Tom falling should have been a foil, a distraction.
Though Tom, it does have to be said: your serve puts mine to shame.
Oh, sorry. I was just quoting that scene from 'The Things They Carried.'
Ted Lavender gets shot. Goes boom, down. Or so says Kiowa.
Thought that was the reference you were making with Tom and tennis...
Sorry for the obscure literary interloping.
omg. yes, i was of course referencing o'brien. and no, i wasn't being defensive. not at all :)
zapped while tennis-ing.
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