Wednesday, July 25, 2012
UP TO MY ASS IN ALLIGATORS (P)
Sorry, if you've missed my incredible wit and insight on the problems facing us lately, but as the title says I've been "up to my ass in alligators"... (note that when you're in a wheelchair, your ass is lower than most and it requires fewer alligators)
Just popped my first beer Friday evening when the Mrs. called saying her car died on the Mid-Point Bridge from Fort Myers to Cape Coral... This prompts a call to AAA and my nearly crawling through the phone to choke the dipstick... Needless to say, wrecker arrives and tows her to our friendly neighborhood rip-off artist, I mean auto mechanic... Saturday morning, mechanic performs the "Last Right" and offers to dispose of car if we just brought the title... Sunday we spent five hours in labor, but came home with a brand new baby, I mean car... Monday the wife takes said brand new car to mechanic's to clean out the car before the wrecker came to tow her car to dealership... Wife notices tear trickling down mechanic's face because he knows there's a bumper to bumper warranty coming between him and the steady flow of cash into his coffers that he has enjoyed at our expense... The only problem is that there now is a steady flow of cash going to the bank for the next sixty months... In the end, the wife is very happy and that's all that counts...