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Those
Sneaky Collaborators
Trish
and Z "steal" my car: From heart attack, to relief, to anticipation
14 August 2012: I came home today from work, went to get the
mail from the box, came back up the driveway, and entered the code for the
garage door. It started upward, I leaned over and stepped under the door.
What? There's the Traverse, but my car? Oh, I'm having one of those senior
moments at 51. I must have driven the car, not the truck. turn back and see
the truck.
To paraphrase Cpt. Stillman, "Where the fu$k's my car!"
I step in the house and ask my wife, and she says she doesn't know because
she's been gone for a few hours with the boys. "Did you close the garage
door?" I ask. "I think so." Great. Someone stole my car....or maybe it's
next to the outbuilding. I walk out to look, but it's not there. I come back
in the house exclaiming that we have to call the cops.
"Happy birthday!" erupts from my wife and boys--the 10-year old is stooped
behind the couch and filming the entire near-tradgedy. Ha, ha. She explains
that she's been planning this--and it was to have been done for my 50th last
year but the painter was always saying "next week."
As it turn's out, she and a friend of ours, who just had two of his GTOs (65
and 67) repainted, bought the stripe kit from Phoenix and lined up the
painter in May of 2011. When we were over their house this past weekend, Z
(Zoran, our friend) showed me the two GTOs : beautiful. It never dawned on
me while talking to him about my car, that my wife let a hint drop
inadvertently.
Long story short: I'm without my car. but my buddies will be glad to not
have to hear "this year" from me anymore. it's an e.t.a. of three weeks.
Just ordered t-top, door, and hatch weatherstripping from 1aauto, and will
go out to drop the stuff of with the painter.
Anticipation: it's a wonderful thing.
My wife. the best.
Questions, broken links, comments, concerns?
e-mail me, Greg Kimnach
(non-hyphenated American)
Well
make up your mind, dude.
Is
he gonna shit, or is he gonna kill us?