emblems, old ladies, Escorts, and stuff.

Well, last night Dad and I sat and talked for a while about all kinds of random things. It started out with him asking me to help him with an idea for an emblem for his fire station out here. He wants to make something that could be turned into a flag, button, shirt, magnet, whatever. Something that's unique to this area, and because I'm a little artistic, he asked if I'd like to help. So I sketched something up for him really quick, and he said he'd change a few things, 'cause he had something a little different in mind, but because he isn't too artistic, it's hard for me to know what he's talking about lol 'cause he can't draw it for me.

At work today, I was going out to a car to get their information and to take their little mileage sticker off the inside of the window like I always do. Some people also have their tire rotation schedules up on their windows, too. Well, I was reaching in the car for the oil change one, and the old lady in the car says, "Now don't you take my tire rotation sticker!" And at first I thought she was just pretending to be crochetey, but alas, no, she really was. So I said that I wasn't going to take it, and she was all, "Well, last time you took it, or it fell off." Well, that's great. I've only been here for 3 weeks, pretty sure it wasn't me. Unless you drive THAT MUCH. Hoser.

So now she's getting ready to check out, and she's grouching at her poor old husband 'cause he left the money in the car and now she's gotta dig through her ginormous purse to get to the checkbook. I give her the total, and she starts complaining about how high the price is. I told her that since she had to add an air filter, it was a little more expensive, plus the fact that her car was a 4 wheel drive made it more expensive than a 2 wheel drive. "My car is NOT a four wheel drive." I just kinda look at her...Uh...yeah, it is. "It is an all wheel drive car." Well, that's the same thing. The guy in the pit still has to check just as many points as he would for a four wheel drive vehicle, I tell her. Good Lord. What an old bag. Then she toddled off with her husband, grouchy as ever. A lady waiting there who'd witnessed it all said that she was just looking to tear my head off, and the old lady wouldn't be happy if she was hung with a new rope. Tee hee.

Then some girl came in with the EXACT same car as me. Same year, color, interior. I've been looking around town for an Escort that's the same color as mine but I hadn't found one. Until today. WEIRD. Plus, we both have Altoids in our cars, the exact same air freshener in the vent, and we both have the Bath and Bodyworks lotions. Just different flavors. Her car shakes like mine when it's idling as well. So weird.