Never Ever Dull
With every conversation, I always seem to end with "Never a dull moment"....our lives are rich, complex, and beautiful stories. Join me in laughing about everyday things and appreciating life-bumpy roads and all.
"Not again!" My Friday morning got jump started when I found a screw in my rear tire. I've become an expert at this. My neighborhood is undergoing revitalization...4 flats in a year. This one is really not convenient: I need to be on the road to fetch the Blonde from the NC mountains...in an hour. I call and head over to my second home, the gas station/repair shop situated on the edge of my neighborhood. I know the guys, a pair of brothers, that I can't tell apart. I simply call them "Daryl and his brother, Daryl" from some 80's sitcom show that I don't remember really. My last visit about two weeks ago was the most memorable trip. I parked the Tank and handed over my keys for an oil change and tire rotation. Unfortunately, a big ol' 18 wheeler rolled in and parked right behind me and began fueling the underground tanks at the station. I noticed this about the same time one of the Daryls did. Ugh! I was stuck. My quick 30 minute job wouldn't even start for another 45 minutes. Again, I'm supposed to be on the road (this time to Charlotte). I settle into my red vinyl chair. One Daryl fixes some food. My tummy rumbles and I lurch to hold on to it as if that will really make a difference. The Daryl asks if I've had breakfast. I say "no" and he offers to fix me breakfast while I wait. It was quite tasty. I've never had a bacon sandwich using hamburger buns. I don't mind. My stomach is silenced. As I wait, I listen to the conversations. A man hands off his keys and tries to mimic the sounds his wife heard when she was driving the car. "She says it happens when she goes uphill, stops, and turns right. It makes a "wwwhhhhhirrrr" sound." Daryl asks if it's more of a "wheeeee" sound. No, it's definitely a "wwwwhrrrrr" sound according the the wife. Another man walks in and shares the sound his vehicle is making according to his wife. I begin to realize all these women must have bionic ears. I look at Daryl and see his intentional empathetic looks. But I notice a sparkle too. I think he's having fun making these customers repeat these sounds over and over. The Daryls definitely have a sense of humor. They try to overcharge me for dry cleaning fees. They say when I walk in they feel the need to wear tuxedos to fix my car. Thus an additional fee is in order. The Daryls are great. Where else can you go to get your car fixed, enjoy some humorous bantering, and get the best bacon sandwich in town? There still are really good people out there and I happened to find them at my gas station.
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