Brain Dead Jennie
I just got done sitting in a waiting room at the car shop for four hours. I'm officially brain dead. Once again, my chronically ill car, Jane, is trying to give up the ghost. Poor Jane. Brain dead Jennie. Maybe it's from all those mechanical smells.
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Oh. So sorry. Were the Better Homes and Gardens issues recent at least? (I believe published in the last three years is "recent" by waiting room standards.)
Oooh! Poor Jane, with all those grease monkey's and scary blue jumpsuits with oil stains! And poor Miss Jennie!! Ick - 4 hours in the waiting room? Gaahhh!
Ugh, I'm out of my mind waiting in two hours.
That's with coffee, breakfast, the newspaper and an Ipod. You poor thing. Going to the shop always makes me want to nap.
That could quite possibly be the definition of hell for me. I'm glad you survived to tell about it. Poor Jane. Hope she feels better soon.
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