Sunday, October 19, 2014

So this guy gave me a flower...

"Yeah, we profile here. You look..." (tilts head sideways as he looks me over) "easy." He turns, selects a white and red flower, hands it to me, then leads me outside.

Needless to say, I left the flower on my dashboard to rapidly wilt in the blazing Arizona sun.

That's the last time I wear a t-shirt, basketball shorts, sneakers, and my hair in a bun when I go to get my oil changed... or maybe it's just the last time I go to that place for an oil change.