Last week I found out that my brake lights were completely out. A driver was kind enough to pull up to me and let me know. I was embarrassed. They were BOTH out. Driving like that can be a nightmare. I needed this handled ASAP!
For my piece of mind, the remedy meant a visit to Pep Boys and having to wait while they service my ride. I got up early so I could beat the crowd and get done quicker. I always think I'm being smart when in fact, the universe had other plans. The break room at Pep Boys was incredibly minimalistic, complete with some plastic chairs and a TV on none other than the Maury Povich show. For those who have never seen it, count yourself blessed by the grace of the Lord. I was more than positive I didn't need to see another DNA test show ever in my life. The guests were ridiculous, loud, and ignorant.
I found myself, in spite of my headphones hearing all that garbage that goes onto the show. I was not happy. Another hour passed and there was this reality show on. Didn't give a damn what it was about. All I know is that people were cussing and yelling at each other. It was annoying and I kept my headphones going. At this point the chairs was hurting my ass, and I really needed to be done. Finally Judge Joe Brown was on, and I needed to get outta there.
OMG it took forever for them to ring me up. I didn't even care. I knew I was gonna have some time management crunches to get some food, and get ready for work. Any day that I start with Maury really is a hurtful day. Guess what? I endured. It was a crappy, crappy set of time waiting for my ride to be repaired. I LOATHED the moments that came along. I made it through.
I have to be honest. Having to sit through Maury and the waiting turned me off 100%.
No comments:
Post a Comment