I have had the interesting adventure of going car shopping. It's a highly annoying undertaking to say the least. Smiley faced fellows who are happy to shake your hand and spill out their knowledge of cars, or not.
Fortunately for me I have had the good sense to bring a weed wacker with me. This helps to keep the overly wordy weedy enthusiasts at bay. I just turn it on, and the wordy sales guy get all chewed up, and spit out across the parking lot. It's all true.
The weed wacker also doubles as "the stalker sister". A very handy service I do say!
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