From Not Always Right : When The Cars Align, But So Do The Stars
I am driving to work, and another car breaks a whole range of laws at an intersection. Long story short, I end up with a huge dent on the side of my car and a snapped-off mirror. I’m about to get out of the car to swap insurance details, but the driver of the other car screeches away once they’ve composed themselves.
“Great,” I think. “Just what I needed.”
I get to the fast food place where I work and start taking orders. Later in the day, the planets align for me, as a very recognizable yellow SUV pulls into the parking lot. I even notice the slight dent on the vehicle from where it collided with mine.
A stereotypical soccer mom type steps out of the car, yammering on her phone (gee, it’s a wonder she didn’t have an accident!), and walks into the store.
Customer: Still on her phone call “I’ll have a [chicken sandwich meal].”
Me: “Do you have a rewards account with us?”
Customer: Between her call and me “No, what’s that?”
Me: “Oh, it allows you to get discounts on meals with us. All we need is your phone number and your email, and the first meal is on the house.”
Customer: “Sweet! Sign me up!”
I wrote down her details, and off she went with her free meal. I might have had to pay for her meal out of my pocket, but my insurance company is going to be charging her a lot more when I pass on her details along with her license plate number!
Yakety Sax 8 months ago
From Not Always Right : When The Cars Align, But So Do The Stars
I am driving to work, and another car breaks a whole range of laws at an intersection. Long story short, I end up with a huge dent on the side of my car and a snapped-off mirror. I’m about to get out of the car to swap insurance details, but the driver of the other car screeches away once they’ve composed themselves.
“Great,” I think. “Just what I needed.”
I get to the fast food place where I work and start taking orders. Later in the day, the planets align for me, as a very recognizable yellow SUV pulls into the parking lot. I even notice the slight dent on the vehicle from where it collided with mine.
A stereotypical soccer mom type steps out of the car, yammering on her phone (gee, it’s a wonder she didn’t have an accident!), and walks into the store.
Customer: Still on her phone call “I’ll have a [chicken sandwich meal].”
Me: “Do you have a rewards account with us?”
Customer: Between her call and me “No, what’s that?”
Me: “Oh, it allows you to get discounts on meals with us. All we need is your phone number and your email, and the first meal is on the house.”
Customer: “Sweet! Sign me up!”
I wrote down her details, and off she went with her free meal. I might have had to pay for her meal out of my pocket, but my insurance company is going to be charging her a lot more when I pass on her details along with her license plate number!
NOT my story!
GROG Premium Member 8 months ago
He’s not Lucy.
seanfear 8 months ago
sorry Rory but business is business ….
ladykat 8 months ago
Such as: why are you hauling people around in Rory’s wagon?
BeniHanna6 Premium Member 8 months ago
Why doesn’t the boy have his helmet on, and he still has that vacant stare on his face.
Bill D. Kat Premium Member 8 months ago
This is a widely misquoted line from ‘I Love Lucy’. Ricky never actually said it. It’s an urban myth.
Impkins Premium Member 8 months ago
A clear case of wagon theft. :)
BRBurns1960 7 months ago
He roped me into it