Humor Comes in All Shades and Sizes
NO, I did not mis-spell my title. I truly meant to say "shades and sizes". The story goes like this.
I have a new car: a 2009 Red Vibe GT. I kinda am starting to like it and am quite picky concerning its treatment. I left it here all Christmas break---3 whole weeks. Of course I worried about it, but knew that I had left it in good hands. I returned to Wisconsin to find it unhurt and in beautiful shape, as the folks who car-sat for me wiped all the snow off. It looked quite good for the roads being so messy and every one else's car looking like mud dumps.
Then Friday night came. I had an invitation to a friend's house for Stromboli and games. I promptly arrived in time for pre-dinner chatting. Their ice machine had quit working, so he thought he would run out for ice. However, due to my parking location, either he would have to put a battery in his van, move my car and get his other vehicle out, or drive my car.
I of course was feeling rather kind, so I allowed him to use my car for his errand, cautioning him mildly to not wreck my car. I stayed behind and chatted with his wife. Minutes later her returned with ice. We sat down to eat and wait for our other friend and the games, when he announced, "Well, I didn't wreck your car, but I did the same thing I did to Tim's car......I turned too soon and went into the snow bank, so I had to dig your car out." I made light of it, but of course, felt someone apprehentious about my car.
We proceeded with a rather fun evening of food and games, and parted ways a little before midnight.
Saturday I woke to errands. I dressed and went out, briefly circled my car to see that there were no problems, and went on my way. While waiting to get air in my tires at a nearby auto shop, a little boy and his father walked in. The little boy looked up at me and said, "Did you know you have a green light sabre stuck under your front bumper." All I could say was, "Huh, I do?" To which, the father said, "Yes, a green light-sabre under your front bumper." I walked outside and sure enough, there it was, a green light-sabre under my front bumper.
Amazing. I mean some of us truly mean it when we carry around extra safety insurance. Needless to say, I did laugh the rest of the day, except for brief moments when I recalled that had the little sabre been even an inch lower, it could have torn my front bumper while backing up my car.
Anyway, I went to church Sunday morning, light sabre in hand. I laughed as I got out of my car as I pondered that some people carry their Bible to church. Me, I go for double security---Bible AND swords. I was prepared for the day.
I sat down in Sunday school. My friend's wife (also my friend!) walked in and started to crawl over me to sit down when she saw the light sabre. I grinned and said, "That's yours." She burst out laughing. Well, we both did.
Needless to say, between the light sabre, air conditioning on full blast, and windows fogging up, my friend did a number on my car.
I have a new car: a 2009 Red Vibe GT. I kinda am starting to like it and am quite picky concerning its treatment. I left it here all Christmas break---3 whole weeks. Of course I worried about it, but knew that I had left it in good hands. I returned to Wisconsin to find it unhurt and in beautiful shape, as the folks who car-sat for me wiped all the snow off. It looked quite good for the roads being so messy and every one else's car looking like mud dumps.
Then Friday night came. I had an invitation to a friend's house for Stromboli and games. I promptly arrived in time for pre-dinner chatting. Their ice machine had quit working, so he thought he would run out for ice. However, due to my parking location, either he would have to put a battery in his van, move my car and get his other vehicle out, or drive my car.
I of course was feeling rather kind, so I allowed him to use my car for his errand, cautioning him mildly to not wreck my car. I stayed behind and chatted with his wife. Minutes later her returned with ice. We sat down to eat and wait for our other friend and the games, when he announced, "Well, I didn't wreck your car, but I did the same thing I did to Tim's car......I turned too soon and went into the snow bank, so I had to dig your car out." I made light of it, but of course, felt someone apprehentious about my car.
We proceeded with a rather fun evening of food and games, and parted ways a little before midnight.
Saturday I woke to errands. I dressed and went out, briefly circled my car to see that there were no problems, and went on my way. While waiting to get air in my tires at a nearby auto shop, a little boy and his father walked in. The little boy looked up at me and said, "Did you know you have a green light sabre stuck under your front bumper." All I could say was, "Huh, I do?" To which, the father said, "Yes, a green light-sabre under your front bumper." I walked outside and sure enough, there it was, a green light-sabre under my front bumper.
Amazing. I mean some of us truly mean it when we carry around extra safety insurance. Needless to say, I did laugh the rest of the day, except for brief moments when I recalled that had the little sabre been even an inch lower, it could have torn my front bumper while backing up my car.
Anyway, I went to church Sunday morning, light sabre in hand. I laughed as I got out of my car as I pondered that some people carry their Bible to church. Me, I go for double security---Bible AND swords. I was prepared for the day.
I sat down in Sunday school. My friend's wife (also my friend!) walked in and started to crawl over me to sit down when she saw the light sabre. I grinned and said, "That's yours." She burst out laughing. Well, we both did.
Needless to say, between the light sabre, air conditioning on full blast, and windows fogging up, my friend did a number on my car.
posted by Shellie @ 4:52 PM
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