The Car Fool Lane

Pécan is having a little fun with us. I can tell. Hey, I can’t blame him. Like my job, his is probably in need of some amusement. He sent out an e-mail informing us of a car that has been parking illegally and by doing so, making it difficult for busses to pass through. He provided the make and model of the car and the license plate number. That should be enough, right?

This is where he takes advantage of the situation of having the responsibility of making announcements—public humiliation.

The car has moderate rust.

There appear to be an alarming number of fast food bags in the back seat.

A hubcap is missing.

That wasn’t my car, but it sure could have been, especially if he had mentioned that the bumper stickers had no unified message, but seemed to only be there to cover up dents and scratches.