Rotated and Unbalanced

I took the car over to the tire place to get the tires rotated and balanced. Easy. I arrived at 8 am and was told that it would only take about 1/2 hour because there were no other customers. Great! Lucky me!

I took my book and sat down in the waiting area. This was going to be a piece of cake. I turned down the sound on the TV and settled in to enjoy a few chapters in peace. The chair was comfortable enough. I wasn't going to be there long.

Years ago, I made a cross-stitched picture of a mouse eating some cheese and in the background you can see a cat watching him. The words say "Confidence is the cocky feeling you have just before you know better."

About 20 minutes into my wait, the clerk comes to the door of the waiting room and said "Mrs. Neetsey, I need to talk to you for a minute". Uh 0h. He came into the room, sat down beside me and proceeded to tell me that I need two tires. I called Jimmy on my cell and had the clerk talk to him for me. Ok. Now we are buying two new tires. I return to the waiting room. Somehow, the chair is not as comfortable as it was and there are several people coming into the room. One guy wants the TV remote (that I had hidden under some magazines). Rats. He turns up the volume. The lady in blue jeans and cowboy boots is calling her girlfriend to chat while she waits. Double rats! The other guy was talking to the TV watcher. I'm having trouble concentrating on my reading.

Sometime later, here comes the clerk again. "Mrs. Neetsey, you've got a broken tie rod." I call Jimmy again and the clerk tells him the news. Ok, we buy a new tie rod kit. The chair I'm sitting in is getting downright uncomfortable. Finally the people leave. I turned off the TV again. Now here comes the guy to clean the large fish tank. I talked to him for awhile and learned all about salt-water fish tanks. Interesting.

I look up and see the clerk in the doorway. Are you kidding me? "Mrs. Neetsey, while the mechanic was installing the tie rod, he discovered that you need blah, blah, blah, blah. I didn't even try to understand what he was saying. I didn't even try to call Jimmy. I just said "Fine, do it".

Three hours and fifteen minutes later I was handed my keys and a rather large bill and told that I was free to go.