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This one comes from a few months back, and to be honest I'd totally forgotten about it. Dunno what made me think of it again but I thought I ought share.
While on my way to get my hair cut, I happen to see this car parked in the middle of the road. (well not the middle but close enough.) Stepping around it to go into the barber shop, I notice that there's a police car there and he's making a call. Looking to me he asks if it's my car, to which I shook my head and pointed across the street to the lot I'd parked in. The officer nodded and went back to his work. Apparently calling in a tow truck. Shrugging it off I went inside the shop, only to find this older woman in gaudy clothing...she'd have made Tammy Fae Baker look normal, chatting up the stylist.
Moving to my usual waiting spot I pick up a magazine and read while listening for my turn. I was a bit early for my appointment, so I had time to kill. Well, while this goes on I happen to look out the window in time to see a truck pull up and begin to work on towing that car out front. Curious... However since I'm nice, I decided to ask whose car that was.
"Who owns the black jag out front?"
Well the lady who I'd noticed before, forever christened Tammy Fae, looks up. "It's mine and you better not be touching it! I paid...." By then I'd quit paying her attention really. I started to tell her that she needed to get out there, since it was being towed, but she ignored me. Even went so far as to snipe at me that I quote "Shouldn't butt in when someone else was talking, since OBVIOUSLY, I didn't have anything important to say." Hmm...the police towing your car isn't important? Curious.
After a few minutes of this, we hear this loud scraping sound and then a squelching of rubber on metal. Tammy Fae perks up and says in all her better than everyone in the room attitude " What's that sound? You should do something about that sound. Do you know what it is?"
Not even looking up from the magazine, I say loud enough to carry. "That's your black Jaguar that you paid so much for being towed. You're parked in a red zone."
Never have I seen a lady in curlers and wet hair with a smock about her run as fast as Tammy Fae did. She didn't make it though, they did tow the car, and she had to get a cab.
While on my way to get my hair cut, I happen to see this car parked in the middle of the road. (well not the middle but close enough.) Stepping around it to go into the barber shop, I notice that there's a police car there and he's making a call. Looking to me he asks if it's my car, to which I shook my head and pointed across the street to the lot I'd parked in. The officer nodded and went back to his work. Apparently calling in a tow truck. Shrugging it off I went inside the shop, only to find this older woman in gaudy clothing...she'd have made Tammy Fae Baker look normal, chatting up the stylist.
Moving to my usual waiting spot I pick up a magazine and read while listening for my turn. I was a bit early for my appointment, so I had time to kill. Well, while this goes on I happen to look out the window in time to see a truck pull up and begin to work on towing that car out front. Curious... However since I'm nice, I decided to ask whose car that was.
"Who owns the black jag out front?"
Well the lady who I'd noticed before, forever christened Tammy Fae, looks up. "It's mine and you better not be touching it! I paid...." By then I'd quit paying her attention really. I started to tell her that she needed to get out there, since it was being towed, but she ignored me. Even went so far as to snipe at me that I quote "Shouldn't butt in when someone else was talking, since OBVIOUSLY, I didn't have anything important to say." Hmm...the police towing your car isn't important? Curious.
After a few minutes of this, we hear this loud scraping sound and then a squelching of rubber on metal. Tammy Fae perks up and says in all her better than everyone in the room attitude " What's that sound? You should do something about that sound. Do you know what it is?"
Not even looking up from the magazine, I say loud enough to carry. "That's your black Jaguar that you paid so much for being towed. You're parked in a red zone."
Never have I seen a lady in curlers and wet hair with a smock about her run as fast as Tammy Fae did. She didn't make it though, they did tow the car, and she had to get a cab.
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