Tuesday, April 18, 2006
Commuting With Howie
Dear Blog:
This morning I drove my car to Charlie's Auto Shop. I got there fifteen minutes early and Howie was already there. I gave my car keys to Charlie, and got in Howie's car.
Howie told me that he had stopped by a convenience store on that way to the garage and picked up a couple of things. He treated me to a coffee, a bagel, and a non-stop monologue about his cats, his new penny loafers, his tips on where to buy the cheapest short-sleeved shirts, and his family's propensity for growing cysts on their scalp ("I have four, my brother has three, my sister has four, my other sister had six, my mother has seven, and my dad has six"). Gross!
As we approached our company parking lot, Howie held up a thumbdrive that was attached to a lanyard hanging around his neck and said, "You know what this is?"
I said, "It's a thumbdrive."
Howie said, "No! It's my geek bling, yo!" And then he laughed like a hyena.
I was relieved to get to my desk, and away from all the chatter.
In the early afternoon, I got a call from Charlie. He said that he replaced the brake pads, and according to him, that usually is enough to turn off the ABS indicator. He goes on to explain, however, that it did not work time. Charlie says that he needs to run some computer diagnostics on my car to get to the bottom of it. I know I can trust Charlie, so I tell him to go ahead and do what he's got to do. He asks me to come by after work, saying he should be done by then.
I'll update you later.
- Bernie ¶ 6:14 PM
This morning I drove my car to Charlie's Auto Shop. I got there fifteen minutes early and Howie was already there. I gave my car keys to Charlie, and got in Howie's car.
Howie told me that he had stopped by a convenience store on that way to the garage and picked up a couple of things. He treated me to a coffee, a bagel, and a non-stop monologue about his cats, his new penny loafers, his tips on where to buy the cheapest short-sleeved shirts, and his family's propensity for growing cysts on their scalp ("I have four, my brother has three, my sister has four, my other sister had six, my mother has seven, and my dad has six"). Gross!
As we approached our company parking lot, Howie held up a thumbdrive that was attached to a lanyard hanging around his neck and said, "You know what this is?"
I said, "It's a thumbdrive."
Howie said, "No! It's my geek bling, yo!" And then he laughed like a hyena.
I was relieved to get to my desk, and away from all the chatter.
In the early afternoon, I got a call from Charlie. He said that he replaced the brake pads, and according to him, that usually is enough to turn off the ABS indicator. He goes on to explain, however, that it did not work time. Charlie says that he needs to run some computer diagnostics on my car to get to the bottom of it. I know I can trust Charlie, so I tell him to go ahead and do what he's got to do. He asks me to come by after work, saying he should be done by then.
I'll update you later.
- Bernie ¶ 6:14 PM
