What Took You So Long?
Big families mean many, many
interrogations
We found ourselves driving with the "donut"--the
spare tire that comes with the car these days--and since you can only drive a
maximum of 60 mph, I did so. Well, that brought out the road rage in just about
everyone. So I had to find a Goodyear dealership. The Avis 800 number said that
they have a national contract with Goodyear. So we found the only Goodyear
dealership open in Seattle, and the first thing the man says to us is "Those are
Bridgestone tires on that car."
My
uncle was having an open house, partly in honor of his grandson's third
birthday. We wound up taking my cousins to the airport, so we told everyone we
would be back in two hours. It took us that long to drop off my cousins, look
for a gas station, and exchange our rental car. We wound up with a bigger car,
an Impala.
When we returned back to my
uncle's house, we were asked by almost everyone, "Where have you been this whole
time?" We were gone for as long as we said we would be gone, but this prompted a
lot of discussion.
Posted: Sun - July 31, 2005 at 02:42 PM