Whitespider
04-25-2007, 12:13 AM
My job requires that I spend a lot of time on the road, all of Iowa and parts of the surrounding states. Many of the miles I drive are “off the beaten path” and I pass through many small towns and settlements.
Well, since I got interested in this “molten metal” thing I’ve started to notice every “WE SELL TIRES” sign I drive by. Yesterday I stopped at one of those “WE SELL TIRES” places in this little township (population about 2500), bought a soda and struck up a conversation (ya’ know, the weather, corn prices, etc.). The owner/mechanic asked about the sign on my van, what kind of work I do, and so on. After about ten minutes I asked him if he had any used wheel weights he wanted to part with. He and his helper looked at each other like I was some kind of nut, than he pointed to the corner and said “Yea, there’s two buckets of ‘em right over there, take ‘em if ya’ want ‘em, just leave me the buckets”. Well, I dumped them on the floor of my van (from now on I’m gonna’ carry empty buckets) and handed him his buckets back. He pulled a dead cigar out of his mouth, squinted at me and asked, “what ya’ gonna’ do with all them sonny?” (I’m 49). When I told him he smiled, we shook hands, and he told me to stop next time I passed through.
I’m thinking, with all the miles I drive on mid-western back roads, I’m gonna’ have all the free WW’s I can use. And, the best part is, the company I work for is going to “foot the bill” for the gas and miles to retrieve and haul them. How sweet is this?
I need to start lookin’ for “WE FIX RADIATORS” signs.
Whitespider
Well, since I got interested in this “molten metal” thing I’ve started to notice every “WE SELL TIRES” sign I drive by. Yesterday I stopped at one of those “WE SELL TIRES” places in this little township (population about 2500), bought a soda and struck up a conversation (ya’ know, the weather, corn prices, etc.). The owner/mechanic asked about the sign on my van, what kind of work I do, and so on. After about ten minutes I asked him if he had any used wheel weights he wanted to part with. He and his helper looked at each other like I was some kind of nut, than he pointed to the corner and said “Yea, there’s two buckets of ‘em right over there, take ‘em if ya’ want ‘em, just leave me the buckets”. Well, I dumped them on the floor of my van (from now on I’m gonna’ carry empty buckets) and handed him his buckets back. He pulled a dead cigar out of his mouth, squinted at me and asked, “what ya’ gonna’ do with all them sonny?” (I’m 49). When I told him he smiled, we shook hands, and he told me to stop next time I passed through.
I’m thinking, with all the miles I drive on mid-western back roads, I’m gonna’ have all the free WW’s I can use. And, the best part is, the company I work for is going to “foot the bill” for the gas and miles to retrieve and haul them. How sweet is this?
I need to start lookin’ for “WE FIX RADIATORS” signs.
Whitespider