The googly-eyed car had a meltdown on Friday night. It’s currently sitting at Groovy Automotive and I’m waiting for them to call with an estimate. We were supposed to have left on a road trip at about 5 a.m. today. That trip may have to be canceled.
If I had had my camera with me last night I could have captured some of the fun.
I would have taken a photo of the Autozone dude who gave us the phone number of an after hours (wink, wink) mechanic who works at some auto dealer. The dude then proceeded to talk about how he is eating squirrels because he has no money.
I would have taken a photo of the very nice man and his family who tried to help us start the car even though his tools were in his other vehicle. This man apologized more than once for leaving us alone while we waited for the tow truck even though it was way after 10 p.m.
I would have taken a photo of the googly-eyed car being lifted onto the back of the wrecker and of the tow truck driver and his dog Sheba, a scuffy, shaved dog with a lion’s mane haircut who goes with him on all his trips to “keep the bad guys away.”