Monday, August 15, 2011

change of oil

No pictures today.

Instead I am going to tell you a little story:


Once there was a girl who was soon to be a lady, but she knew she had a lot to learn about being an adult! So she started practicing and learning so she'd be (somewhat) more prepared when the time came for her to leave her home.
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 one of the things she needed to learn was to take car of her car. one way of doing that was getting the oil changed.
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although unsure of this process, she decided to give it a go. she pulled into the parking lot. good so far. she turned off the music and the a/c. good so far. she turned off the engine. good so far. as she was looking through her purse for a coupon, and getting her books together, she noticed the man waiting awkwardly by the car. she opened the car and grabbed her strawberry shake.
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this is where it goes downhill.
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in her hurried manner, she broke the Styrofoam cup. as she was trying to show him the coupon, he pointed out the messy, sticky, pink substance that was getting everywhere. she didn't have any napkins to deal with in at the moment. she apologized and showed him the coupon. she felt embarrassment, and apologized and tried to cover-up the embarrassment, making it allllll worse.
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she then got back into the car, to take the keys out to give to the man, only, they wouldn't come out. . . . . . he told her she could leave them in the car, he would get them.
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she stumbled up to the building, quickly got napkins and cleaned up the mess, feeling 12 again.
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she did just fine at the sitting and waiting part.
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however, when leaving, she walked in the wrong direction until the man pointed her towards her car.
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the two things she kept in mind during this:

1) she would probably never see any of these people again.

2)she had just had her hair done, so at least her hair looked amazing.

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after she became an adult, she dreaded oil changes and always made sure to plan them around her hair appointments.

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okay, maybe that last part won't be true.
I am also thinking this post is a .bit. too long. perhaps boring should be mixed into the description pot?

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