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The folks at the tire store today fixed Red's wheel weights up just fine. They clear the front calipers. And no charge, those guys are the best. They even apologized for messing up something they had no idea they were messing up. Heck, it was my fault. Unit took the tires and wheels over there in Bubba, no car to go with them. How could they possibly know where to not put the weights? Good deal. Too good really. I wanted to pay them but they wouldn't take it. Now THAT's service. I'll go back. I know where to go.
While I was in the lobby at the tire store I was sitting beside a guy who was buried in his smart phone. For about 45 minutes at least. At some point he glanced up and looked outside, it was snowing. He stood up and marched around looking out at the snow (it's 40 degrees outside) and then he came talking directly to me. I guess I looked available, his sounding board. He said, "Look at that <bad word>, they're going to close the stores. They're going to close the ROADS. They'll even close the JAIL, they won't even ARREST anybody anymore! And I'm sitting here waiting on TIRES!!!" He was lit up, animated.
Uhhh okay. About that time they called me into the shop to look at Red's wheels. I got away from the ranting guy with the Alabama hat on.
My plan was to leave the tire store and go to the grocery store. It's all connected, in the same parking lot. I THOUGHT I was going to the grocery store. It took 5 minutes just to crawl past it, it was a madhouse, not a parking spot anywhere. Apparently the word got out that it's going to snow and everybody had to panic and go for milk and bread.
I've lived in the South all of my life and I do not and I never will understand that syndrome.
While I was in the lobby at the tire store I was sitting beside a guy who was buried in his smart phone. For about 45 minutes at least. At some point he glanced up and looked outside, it was snowing. He stood up and marched around looking out at the snow (it's 40 degrees outside) and then he came talking directly to me. I guess I looked available, his sounding board. He said, "Look at that <bad word>, they're going to close the stores. They're going to close the ROADS. They'll even close the JAIL, they won't even ARREST anybody anymore! And I'm sitting here waiting on TIRES!!!" He was lit up, animated.
Uhhh okay. About that time they called me into the shop to look at Red's wheels. I got away from the ranting guy with the Alabama hat on.
My plan was to leave the tire store and go to the grocery store. It's all connected, in the same parking lot. I THOUGHT I was going to the grocery store. It took 5 minutes just to crawl past it, it was a madhouse, not a parking spot anywhere. Apparently the word got out that it's going to snow and everybody had to panic and go for milk and bread.
I've lived in the South all of my life and I do not and I never will understand that syndrome.
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