I am sitting in the Toyota service shop. This one is much nicer than the one I normally go to. They have donuts on the table. Dunkin Donuts. Chocolate glazed ones even. I have yet to eat one; although if I'm here past 4pm and they are still staring at me then I might need to put one out of its misery. I came in at 11am this morning because of what I thought to be a problem with my brakes. I obviously know nothing about cars because it was not my brakes but in fact my tires. Which I knew I had to get replaced soon but I didn't think they would make my car on dry pavement seem like I was driving on center ice at Consol Energy Center. And then some fluids are BLACK (the tech actually wrote BLACK in all caps on his notes) that shouldn't be BLACK. And my parking lights are out. I didn't even know I had parking lights. Which is why I guess I didn't realize they were out.
Now, I realize this isn't all that interesting. But I am one of those odd people that enjoy airports, the DMV and auto body shops. I like being somewhere that I'm not usually at and seeing the people around me and wonder what they usually do on days when they are not also at the airport or DMV or the auto body shop. I don't like to call it 'people watching' because that has a connotation of watching someone and either judging them on what they are saying or doing or talking about them later to a friend. That's not cool. But I do enjoy thinking about other people's lives and what they must involve and include.
The families that come in and the kids eat a donut and then an hour later are completed crashed. Damn sugar. I wonder if they get to eat donuts on days in which they are not at the car shop. Maybe as they get older they will be eating a chocolate glazed donut and remember being here.
I will remember being here today... for two reasons and neither involve my car. Two people I went to high school with work here. I talked to one for a while about the places he's lived and the things he's seen. I haven't spoken to him in so long and it was really great to today. It reminded me of high school. And I am also one of those people who didn't despise high school. So it made me smile.
The other one reviewed the extensive list of repairs my car needed. When it came to the lights that needed replaced, he said it would probably be cheaper if someone else did it. But I don't have anyone else to do it I said. BF? he asked. I shook my head no. He said I should get one. I said to change my lights? We both laughed. But honestly, I would rather pay a ridiculous price to have parking lights changed out then to get a boyfriend for labor needs. There are a few of us out there that truly believe this but it still amazes me there are not more. But I digress...
Five (5) hours is a bit much at the this place but it could be worse... I finished Palo Alto by James Franco. Good little book of short stories of kids in high school. It turned out to be quite fitting for today. They have Starbucks coffee and this computer that I'm using. Not too shabby. Neither is the view from time to time of someone walking past as he is working. And although I still won't get a boyfriend for labor needs, maybe I should think about getting one so I can watch him walk around all day. Hmmm, ok maybe I have been here too long.
The donuts are still there... but it's only 3:25pm.
And so it goes...
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