Oh, come on! It's snowing!
Well, this was yesterday. It was a gloomy weather forecast showing snow on the radar. But you know how it is sometimes when you don't want to believe something even in the face of facts and evidence? So, I drive in to the Honda showroom to get my car serviced in a cold, cloudy and windy atmosphere. I spend about two and a half hours dozing out my wait with Sir Pelham Grenville Wodehouse's hefty tome in my hand, my finger bookmarking the page I was reading where I gave in to the waves of sleep washing over me. Mercifully, I managed to wake up before the Service Agent walked in to tell me that the car was finally serviced. I walk out from the waiting lounge to his desk area to clear my dues only to get a glimpse of a white world from the large automatic glass door that lets cars into the service center. That's when I exclaimed, in amused exasperation. The Service Agent had this to add, "yeah Indiana weather is great that way in setting up the party mood!" And sprinkling salt on a fresh wound he responds to my statement of having fallen asleep instead of reading, "you didn't go around the back of the waiting lounge and check out the showroom? It's really cool. There're free cookies."
Oh, come on! Free cookies that I miss!
(This is today's delightful temperature.)
Well, this was yesterday. It was a gloomy weather forecast showing snow on the radar. But you know how it is sometimes when you don't want to believe something even in the face of facts and evidence? So, I drive in to the Honda showroom to get my car serviced in a cold, cloudy and windy atmosphere. I spend about two and a half hours dozing out my wait with Sir Pelham Grenville Wodehouse's hefty tome in my hand, my finger bookmarking the page I was reading where I gave in to the waves of sleep washing over me. Mercifully, I managed to wake up before the Service Agent walked in to tell me that the car was finally serviced. I walk out from the waiting lounge to his desk area to clear my dues only to get a glimpse of a white world from the large automatic glass door that lets cars into the service center. That's when I exclaimed, in amused exasperation. The Service Agent had this to add, "yeah Indiana weather is great that way in setting up the party mood!" And sprinkling salt on a fresh wound he responds to my statement of having fallen asleep instead of reading, "you didn't go around the back of the waiting lounge and check out the showroom? It's really cool. There're free cookies."
Oh, come on! Free cookies that I miss!
(This is today's delightful temperature.)
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