| A week for justifications... I was a bit impulsive last week. I bought a truck for Joe without him seeing it... and I didn't test drive it, either. Joe has needed another truck for a long time. So when I saw it, was promised that it ran and all was in good working order, and recently checked by a mechanic, I said I'd take it. I reasoned that this truck was better than the last, and was a diesel extended cab and able to fit our whole family. So, Joe called from work on his break and I told him what I'd done. When he got off from work, we went to get the truck and sign the pink slip. And then it was time to write down the mileage, and time for a shock. This was not the same number I heard earlier in the day. My mouth dropped open. Noise started to come out of it but Joe gave me a pleading look to not say anything. I shut my mouth...with effort. When we left the people and were alone, I explained that the number was different but maybe I had misheard it. After all, my hearing is far from perfect. "It's okay," he kept assuring me as we walked to the pickup. He opened the driver's side door and it opened slightly and then slammed shut. We looked at each other, bewildered. He tried again and it did it again. "That's it!" I said. "The mileage, and now the door won't even open!" Joe had this amused look on his face and just said, "It's okay! I can get in through the passenger side." I was a little irritated. "Well, climb in after I leave, because I can't watch that." Joe just kept smiling. "It's okay. It has a crease and I can pop it out and the door will work fine." I was thinking that this pickup was not the great idea it had seemed earlier in the day. It didn't make sense, but I wanted to find a way to blame him for the whole thing, just because he kept smiling and saying "It's okay." I told him, "Well, you need to fix the door before you drive it again, because if you tell people I bought it for you and you're climbing in and out the passenger side, I'll look like a heel." The crease was popped out so he can now enter and exit through the driver's side. So far, the truck is running well, but that could change. While I wait to see if the truck was a good decision for the money, I ponder unfortunate decisions that others have made. Jesse Jackson made a real humdinger of a choice. Although I don't usually talk politics, I mention this because it was so bizarre and also had an impact on my kids who heard his comment. My kids agreed that his comment has made the election very memorable for them. One of them rolled around on the floor laughing that an adult would say such a thing about another adult. Wasn't that something only a kid would say? "Hey," I reminded them. "Jesse Jackson is a reverend, too." It took real effort to get them to believe this. Unbelievable. So much for trying to involve your children in higher thinking by encouraging them to watch news commentaries. My point is that I am not the only one who makes unfortunate choices, and some people make worse ones than I do. Someone else in Red Bluff recently made an unfortunate decision. Maybe they were preoccupied by Jesse Jackson's comment...I don't know. I saw this at a grocery store last week. Do you really think these 2 displays ought to have been next to each other? And was it an oversight? |
| I don't know what to say, but then again, do I really need to comment on this? Isn't Red Bluff unique? This photo almost didn't make in online, however it proves a point and it exonerates me. I officially forgive myself for any unfortunate decision I have made. After all, Joe seems to like the truck. Have a great week! Yell at me here. Act offended. Yeah, I know you want to! Sign my Guestbook Back to the Homepage at www.redbluffismytown.com |
