I spent five hours this morning being chauffeured around in a weird smelling minivan driven by a friendly Indian man who doesn't speak
that much english handing out pharmacy business cards to random kwiki mart convenient stores.
Then I drove my boss' car to the dealership so it can get a scheduled check up and I've been here in the waiting room for an hour already and I've just been informed I have another hour to go.
This is all normal stuff right?
3 comments:
At first read I think "INDIAN MAFIA"! Not to freak you out or anything. Just don't get into a situation where you owe any favors...
sounds like the man I took drivers ed from...
btw, not POSITIVE but I think you spelt wierd wrong. or maybe not. it looks weird either way
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