I always notice this happy, eager-to-please, squeegee in one hand, gas nozzle in the other hand, gas jockey guy every time I drive through Crystal City, Missouri.
It had been a while since the last time. So, just this past week, I find myself there again, in Crystal City. And to my horror, I find this....
....my gas jockey buddy is GONE! He has been replaced by THIS guy!
What happened to the happy guy?? This guy doesn't even have a sqeegee!
At first, I thought happy guy got a makeover, new hairdo, new cap, new overalls, new shoes, dropped some pounds. But NO, this is a different guy!
I'm a little rattled.
2 comments:
Maybe the old guy was falling apart. (like most old men and women do) I know right now my right arm is in a sling (pulled tendon) and my hubby is on crutches. (bad ankle sprain) - falling apart -
Oh no! Sounds awfully painful for both you and the hubster. You were playing Twister, weren't you!? :)
Wishing you a speedy recovery!
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