I finally got around to getting the oil changed in the beast I call my car. I was driving to my usual lube place when I saw this little gem tucked away in a small town called Westfield.
The look of a man doing a mans work,
paying someone else to get a dirty job done!
You cannt really see the name on the door to well from this angle so let me tell you it. "Mr. Good Lube" With a name like that I had to stop! And not to mention that there was only on person in front of me and they claimed to have me in and out in 10-15 minutes. Let us see if they can hold up their claim shall we. I walked in the door at 3:36.........
Looks like rain!
As I sat waiting for my lube job I sat listing to news radio. It was rather boring until I heard that 8 people have died in the past two days due to a bad batch of herion. Then I didnt want to move in fear that I might miss out on some of the fun details. As it turned out most of them were just the regular garden variety junkies, but two were different. These two die over the weekend and were part of the upper middle class white valley girls who never did drugs or drank. Fuck yeah ok ! Most people dont start their road to sin with one of the most powerfull drugs on the street! They were party girls and if they were not herion users then, this was their cherry breaker and they got the fuzzy end of the lolly pop. It could have been worse I guess, they could have continued it and ended up like this.....
Smoking leads to beer, beer leads to hard liquor, liquor leads to pot, pot leads to shrooms, shrooms lead to acid, acid leads to herion, and herion leads to meth. And we all know where meth leads to....thats right, sucking dick for ROCKS!
Her is a view from my crotch to the front desk.
As you can see the price of oil changes has shoot up just as the gas has. I still remeber seeing signs for 16 bucks for a lube, damn it! Well....as it turns out they had me out the door in 12 minutes flat. Cutting it close there grease monkey man. I left with 12 minutes missing from my life and $43.63 missing from my bank account.
A mans work is never done!