The backstory: I have a neighbor who sets off his car alarm nearly every Saturday morning. And it's not a quiet alarm. No, it's a honking, blaring, 8:10 am call to arms. And the car's owner seems stunned when it happens, so we hear the alarm run through the cycle a couple of times before the offender finally manages to turn off the noise. We heard it this morning.
Car: Honk, honk, honk.
T: Damnit, that alarm goes off every Saturday. If that guy can't handle the technology, he can't have a car. He goes back to a horse and buggy.
And then we're laughing while the horn is still screeching. And I'm reminded why this girl won my heart.
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