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Well, I got home late last night and asked my wife if she would like to go to Walmart with me, I needed to get some car cleaning stuff from the auto department. She said no, she was waiting for a call from her Mom. She said I should go, so I jump into the Tribbie and head out.
I get to the Walmart parking lot. It is very full, even for a late evening visit. Something told me I shouldn't park here, but leave. I didn't head back, I parked in a nice spot away from the doors. I pull in to the space and lock up, heading for the store. I was greeted by Mrs. Greenleaf, Good Day I say. I grab a shopping cart and off I go. I walk around for a while. I get my detailer spray, car wash, micro fiber towel replacements, etc. I check out and head for the parking lot.
So I head back to the Tribbie. As I am walking out I see a couple ahead of me. The husband gets into the drivers side (I am assuming he is the husband). The wife (A very shall I say robust woman) opens the back door to put the bags inside. When she opens her door she slams it into the side of our Tribbie!!!!!!!!! Now, I am a very low keyed kinda person. It takes a lot to get me PO'd and I do mean alot! I take a couple more steps and she opens the front door into the side of the Tribbie!!!!!!! CRAP! I get up to the side of her car and say look what you did to my car! She sticks her head out and looked and said, "Well it's only some little SUV..."
Well that did it. (All I could see was RED) I turned around and put my steel toed boot into the side of her car door and the next kick went into their back door. She screamed "Look what you did to my car!!!" I turned, looked her straight in the eye and said "It's only a car! And slammed my fists on the roof and dented it too! I bent over and looked her husband in the eye, (by this time he was a fairly pale white, and shaking) and told him to get her out of my sight before I really get mad.
He starts up his car and puts it into reverse and almost hit someone and sped off. I kept and eye on them to make sure that they left the premises. I turned around and looked at our poor Tribbie. I pull out my keys and push the button on the remote. Nothing happens! I think, Oh Great! A dead battery as well! Now I have to tow it into the dealer for some warranty work. Will this never end? I use the key, putting it into the door lock. It doesn't turn! I step back and look at the plates...Oh heck, this isn't our Tribute!!! I start to look around and see our Tribute two rows over. Joy to the world! This one isn't mine!! What are the chances of two identical Tributes in the same Walmart parking lot at the same time?
Just then a lady comes over to me and says "I saw what you did. I want to thank you! All I could have done was cry."
Then I get another tap on my shoulder. I turn and it's my wife asking me if I am coming to bed or sleep in that chair all night? :hi:
I get to the Walmart parking lot. It is very full, even for a late evening visit. Something told me I shouldn't park here, but leave. I didn't head back, I parked in a nice spot away from the doors. I pull in to the space and lock up, heading for the store. I was greeted by Mrs. Greenleaf, Good Day I say. I grab a shopping cart and off I go. I walk around for a while. I get my detailer spray, car wash, micro fiber towel replacements, etc. I check out and head for the parking lot.
So I head back to the Tribbie. As I am walking out I see a couple ahead of me. The husband gets into the drivers side (I am assuming he is the husband). The wife (A very shall I say robust woman) opens the back door to put the bags inside. When she opens her door she slams it into the side of our Tribbie!!!!!!!!! Now, I am a very low keyed kinda person. It takes a lot to get me PO'd and I do mean alot! I take a couple more steps and she opens the front door into the side of the Tribbie!!!!!!! CRAP! I get up to the side of her car and say look what you did to my car! She sticks her head out and looked and said, "Well it's only some little SUV..."
Well that did it. (All I could see was RED) I turned around and put my steel toed boot into the side of her car door and the next kick went into their back door. She screamed "Look what you did to my car!!!" I turned, looked her straight in the eye and said "It's only a car! And slammed my fists on the roof and dented it too! I bent over and looked her husband in the eye, (by this time he was a fairly pale white, and shaking) and told him to get her out of my sight before I really get mad.
He starts up his car and puts it into reverse and almost hit someone and sped off. I kept and eye on them to make sure that they left the premises. I turned around and looked at our poor Tribbie. I pull out my keys and push the button on the remote. Nothing happens! I think, Oh Great! A dead battery as well! Now I have to tow it into the dealer for some warranty work. Will this never end? I use the key, putting it into the door lock. It doesn't turn! I step back and look at the plates...Oh heck, this isn't our Tribute!!! I start to look around and see our Tribute two rows over. Joy to the world! This one isn't mine!! What are the chances of two identical Tributes in the same Walmart parking lot at the same time?
Just then a lady comes over to me and says "I saw what you did. I want to thank you! All I could have done was cry."
Then I get another tap on my shoulder. I turn and it's my wife asking me if I am coming to bed or sleep in that chair all night? :hi:
