I’m back. I got my Wal-Mart stuff done, and got some gas, but the truck is still being worked on.
The fun part is that I got a ride home in a squad car, and I no sooner stepped out of it than a neighbor asked me “why.”
I almost told him “MYOB” but I figured he’s one of the worst gossips here, so the truth had to be told...
(The driver of the car owns the gas station where my truck is.)
Ride home in a squad car?
You could have pawned off some lurid tale of a downtown rampage or some such.
I would have.
But in my case, people would believe it and race to the TV for the news.
*Bad idea generated*