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I ended up going out to Bounce last night with Erica. We're friends from GSA, which actually it looks like yes I will be the president of. Anyway we went to Bounce, met Tim up there and generally had a good time. However while finding a place to park and pulling out of one parking lot, because I couldn't park there I scrapped the bottom of my car. On the way home my check engine light came on.
Well I needed to get the oil changed anyway so instead of hauling it down to the nice little 'mom and pop' shop that my father insists that I use I took it to my dealer. Three hundred dollars and an experience later I left.
See while I was there, there was a gay couple there as well. One of the men was rather thin and dressed very femme. He was really gorgeous actually. The first thing I did was almost offer them the seat I was using because they were the only two seats that were together. I was going to move so they could sit together, I didn't get a chance to, they walked away. So I kept reading the magazine I'd been looking through. They had some interesting articles and the advice column made me happy. This one woman said that her pre-schooler idiolizes his older sister to the point that he wants to play whatever she is, but his sister is uncomfortable with him playing with her Barbie dolls and while she doesn't want to stifle him she wants his sister to be comfortable too. The columnist told her to go buy him so Ken dolls. Good stuff, I was enjoying. Then I decided to get a soda.
As I was walking back to the waiting room I saw the couple walking around outside looking at the cars and generally attempting to pass time while waiting. The car salesmen, inside the building, were dicussing the couple. One was rather loud. He was saying things like 'look at her', 'you can tell she's proud she looks like that' in a scandlized manner. I stopped and stared at him and said, "Well I think she looks hot."
Then I realize that I'd said she. I was swearing to myself cause while admittily he'd had to have gotten his clothes from the woman's section of the store he had done this rather stylish thing with his facial hair that I'm not even sure I can describe except to say that he looked good. Anyway I have no idea what prounous this person uses, but I would assume they were using male ones and I'm not even sure the clerk realized he was using female ones or if he did realize he was doing so as an insult. Well I walked away before he could react and went back into the waiting room where the woman who was waiting with her daughter was on her phone going, "you wouldn't believe it, he was the gayest man I've ever seen."
I seethed, said that I thought he looked hot and walked towards the service center. The salesman who I said something to stopped me rather loudling, and laughing, asked me if I really 'thought she was hot?' I said yes, 'I think he's very hot.' then walked away. I found a seat in the service center and after drinking some of my pop to calm down, I was now rather angry, I asked the lady who'd been helping me how much longer they were going to be on my car. She said fiveteen minutes. I told her the I was going to wait down in the service area because the salesmen were being rude. She wanted to know how. I said they were gossiping loudly about one of the customers and that when I said something I'd been laughed at. She frowned and told another guy she was working with. He looked confused and wanted to know what customer they could possibly be making fun of. She sighed, "Well I can only imagaine."
His eyes widened, "Oh" and he frowned and went back up the sales area. A short time later one of the salesmen were called to go talk to him.
The mother suddenly came surrying down with her daughter in tow and leaned up against the wall. I had a nice stool type seat that spun a bit so I spun and bit and drank my soda. The little girl begged to go back to the waiting room so she could watch Casper on the T.V. The mother looking uncomfortable told her daughter, "No I don't want to be in there."
I threw her my best disapproving look and went up to the waiting room. Sure enough the couple was now occupying the seats I had wanted to offer them ealier. I grabbed the magazine I hadn't been finished with, told the man, who had just by being there created more fuss then need be, that I loved his shirt and sat down and finished the article I'd been working on. I found another interesting article, finished that, then went to go see about my car. It was ready, the lady rang me out and gave me my keys apolgizing for the rude salesman and letting me know she'd be saying something to their general manager about it. She agreed with me that anyone coming in and spending there money there deserved to be treated with a certain level of respect. I thanked her and left.
Of course on the way home, after having stopped to get something to eat, return a book to Borders that was missing two chapters and browsing a discount book store my check engine light came back on.
Well I needed to get the oil changed anyway so instead of hauling it down to the nice little 'mom and pop' shop that my father insists that I use I took it to my dealer. Three hundred dollars and an experience later I left.
See while I was there, there was a gay couple there as well. One of the men was rather thin and dressed very femme. He was really gorgeous actually. The first thing I did was almost offer them the seat I was using because they were the only two seats that were together. I was going to move so they could sit together, I didn't get a chance to, they walked away. So I kept reading the magazine I'd been looking through. They had some interesting articles and the advice column made me happy. This one woman said that her pre-schooler idiolizes his older sister to the point that he wants to play whatever she is, but his sister is uncomfortable with him playing with her Barbie dolls and while she doesn't want to stifle him she wants his sister to be comfortable too. The columnist told her to go buy him so Ken dolls. Good stuff, I was enjoying. Then I decided to get a soda.
As I was walking back to the waiting room I saw the couple walking around outside looking at the cars and generally attempting to pass time while waiting. The car salesmen, inside the building, were dicussing the couple. One was rather loud. He was saying things like 'look at her', 'you can tell she's proud she looks like that' in a scandlized manner. I stopped and stared at him and said, "Well I think she looks hot."
Then I realize that I'd said she. I was swearing to myself cause while admittily he'd had to have gotten his clothes from the woman's section of the store he had done this rather stylish thing with his facial hair that I'm not even sure I can describe except to say that he looked good. Anyway I have no idea what prounous this person uses, but I would assume they were using male ones and I'm not even sure the clerk realized he was using female ones or if he did realize he was doing so as an insult. Well I walked away before he could react and went back into the waiting room where the woman who was waiting with her daughter was on her phone going, "you wouldn't believe it, he was the gayest man I've ever seen."
I seethed, said that I thought he looked hot and walked towards the service center. The salesman who I said something to stopped me rather loudling, and laughing, asked me if I really 'thought she was hot?' I said yes, 'I think he's very hot.' then walked away. I found a seat in the service center and after drinking some of my pop to calm down, I was now rather angry, I asked the lady who'd been helping me how much longer they were going to be on my car. She said fiveteen minutes. I told her the I was going to wait down in the service area because the salesmen were being rude. She wanted to know how. I said they were gossiping loudly about one of the customers and that when I said something I'd been laughed at. She frowned and told another guy she was working with. He looked confused and wanted to know what customer they could possibly be making fun of. She sighed, "Well I can only imagaine."
His eyes widened, "Oh" and he frowned and went back up the sales area. A short time later one of the salesmen were called to go talk to him.
The mother suddenly came surrying down with her daughter in tow and leaned up against the wall. I had a nice stool type seat that spun a bit so I spun and bit and drank my soda. The little girl begged to go back to the waiting room so she could watch Casper on the T.V. The mother looking uncomfortable told her daughter, "No I don't want to be in there."
I threw her my best disapproving look and went up to the waiting room. Sure enough the couple was now occupying the seats I had wanted to offer them ealier. I grabbed the magazine I hadn't been finished with, told the man, who had just by being there created more fuss then need be, that I loved his shirt and sat down and finished the article I'd been working on. I found another interesting article, finished that, then went to go see about my car. It was ready, the lady rang me out and gave me my keys apolgizing for the rude salesman and letting me know she'd be saying something to their general manager about it. She agreed with me that anyone coming in and spending there money there deserved to be treated with a certain level of respect. I thanked her and left.
Of course on the way home, after having stopped to get something to eat, return a book to Borders that was missing two chapters and browsing a discount book store my check engine light came back on.
