You might remember the first time I admitted to it--the day I gave Americans a bad name (all the way back in 2015--click the link to refresh your memory). Well, this time it's just me giving myself a bad name! Here's the story:
Last Wednesday, I was taking Butch to the airport. He commented that I should take my car to the carwash to wash off all the salt and dirt from our snow-filled trip in St. Louis.
I asked him what the procedure was since we have a monthly subscription where you can take your car as often as you want. He handles it--I've only taken my car once and that was months ago.
I pulled up and said I had the subscription---didn't have to prove it in any way. He handed me a receipt and waved me to the entrance. There was another car in front of me, so I waited until the "guy" waved me in. I rolled in until he told me to stop.
Okay, here it is--the stupidest thing I could do: I rolled down my window to ask the "guy" if I should put my car in neutral---exactly as he started the sprayer and sprayed me right in the face! He was horrified. I was dumbfounded! Talk about embarrassing! I sort of pretended nothing had happened and asked my question.
Luckily I carry a towel under my seat to dust my car with. I wiped myself off. No harm done. All I could think of was that I was so happy that I hadn't showered and done my hair yet!
Still, what an idiot. I'm sure it won't be the last time!
Oh and one last thing. It looks like anyone could get a free carwash just by saying you have the "plan." I didn't have to prove anything and no one collected the receipt!
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