So I'm in the the local tire shop the other day getting some new skins on my truck. It was pretty hot inside the tire place so I went outside where there was a little breeze. But before heading outside I was checking out some hand drawn car sketches tacked up on the tire shop wall. All sorts of race cars and dragsters, the drawings were fantastic colored pencil drawings, many of the autographed (by the driver, not the artist). Some pretty famous ones too.
Anyway, so I go outside and sit in a chair outside. This old dude comes over and sits down next to me. I figure he's waiting on his rig too. After a couple minutes this old dude (I'm approaching 'geezer' status myself, so he was really old) leans over and says he saw me looking at the car drawings inside and wants to know if I liked them. Told him I sure did. He says he's the artist who drew them. Wow! Then he asks me if I'd like to see some more. I've got nothin' to do but sit and wait on my truck, so I told him "sure!". He walks over to this old Ranchero and comes back with (2) three ring binders which must have been 4-5" thick just packed full of drawings. There must have been a thousand drawings in these two books.
This old dude starts paging through these drawings he's done. He knows every single one, who the driver was, where he was when he met the guy, all sorts of particulars about the cars (motor sizes, suspension, you name it). Every one of these pictures had a story. After about 45 minutes of him going through all this stuff, we were about 3/4 of the way through one book. (I'm starting to think I should have packed a lunch). The guy was an amazing artist though. He wasn't trying to sell anything, just wanted to show off all his cool drawings to me (which was cool).
After a while the owner comes out and sees the old dude is starting to wear me out (he apparently knows the guy). The old guy kind of tapers off and eventually takes his books back over to his Ranchero. I guess the guy wasn't waiting on his car after all, he was just, well, there. I guess he was like a fixture at this place, just showed up 4-5 days a week...just to chat.
Anyway, this dude says he's gotta' run. I complimented him on all his work and he goes and jumps in his car. He pulls out and gets ready to make a left turn onto the boulevard. I'm sitting there spacing out just watching this dude pull out and drive off. The dude pulls out onto the boulevard and drives straight across the street, into this insurance agency parking lot across the street...and then drives right through the damn building! Let me say that again...He drove right "through" the building!!! I didn't even think it was real at first, like I was on Candid Camera or something. This dude just plowed into a building with his car; his whole car was inside this insurance joint! Took my brain a minute to engage, and then I jumped up thinking maybe he had a stroke or keeled over dead or something. About the same time the tire shop owner comes racing outside and immediately does a face palm..."AWWw NO!...NOT AGAIN!!"...he says! Again?? Like what, this dude does this on a regular basis, or what??? This isn't the first time this old geezer drove his car inside a building??? LOL! "Did the same damn thing about 6 months ago! He's definitely losin' his license this time!" I'm sitting there like...what the actual fuck?? LOLOLOL!!
By this time the old guy is climbing out of his car, tossing boards and light fixtures and other shit off his car as he gets out. He's standing there dusting himself off and shakin' his head. I'm like completely dumbfounded! LOL! Fortunately, the insurance people were at lunch when this dude decided to turn their whole building into a drive-thru.
About this time I hear the tire shop guy on the phone talking to someone..."Yep, he did it again, dammit! Prolly need to call the wrecker and get the sheriff to come over. Ol' Bill's gonna' be in a heap of trouble this time!" I'm thinkin'...'like yeah, no shit!' So here comes Ol' Bill walking across the street, still dusting himself off. He get's over to the tire place and says..."Bobby (the tire shop dude), I dunno what it is about that place, but it got in my way AGAIN! Them people are gonna' learn to move that place!" I'm practically falling off my chair crackin' up at this point!
About then my truck was ready, and I could hear the sirens coming, so I decided to just leave while the gettin' was good, but WOW!...what a sight! Dude just plowed right into the front door of this insurance joint cuz it "got in his way".
Shakin' my damn head! LOL!
Anyway, so I go outside and sit in a chair outside. This old dude comes over and sits down next to me. I figure he's waiting on his rig too. After a couple minutes this old dude (I'm approaching 'geezer' status myself, so he was really old) leans over and says he saw me looking at the car drawings inside and wants to know if I liked them. Told him I sure did. He says he's the artist who drew them. Wow! Then he asks me if I'd like to see some more. I've got nothin' to do but sit and wait on my truck, so I told him "sure!". He walks over to this old Ranchero and comes back with (2) three ring binders which must have been 4-5" thick just packed full of drawings. There must have been a thousand drawings in these two books.
This old dude starts paging through these drawings he's done. He knows every single one, who the driver was, where he was when he met the guy, all sorts of particulars about the cars (motor sizes, suspension, you name it). Every one of these pictures had a story. After about 45 minutes of him going through all this stuff, we were about 3/4 of the way through one book. (I'm starting to think I should have packed a lunch). The guy was an amazing artist though. He wasn't trying to sell anything, just wanted to show off all his cool drawings to me (which was cool).
After a while the owner comes out and sees the old dude is starting to wear me out (he apparently knows the guy). The old guy kind of tapers off and eventually takes his books back over to his Ranchero. I guess the guy wasn't waiting on his car after all, he was just, well, there. I guess he was like a fixture at this place, just showed up 4-5 days a week...just to chat.
Anyway, this dude says he's gotta' run. I complimented him on all his work and he goes and jumps in his car. He pulls out and gets ready to make a left turn onto the boulevard. I'm sitting there spacing out just watching this dude pull out and drive off. The dude pulls out onto the boulevard and drives straight across the street, into this insurance agency parking lot across the street...and then drives right through the damn building! Let me say that again...He drove right "through" the building!!! I didn't even think it was real at first, like I was on Candid Camera or something. This dude just plowed into a building with his car; his whole car was inside this insurance joint! Took my brain a minute to engage, and then I jumped up thinking maybe he had a stroke or keeled over dead or something. About the same time the tire shop owner comes racing outside and immediately does a face palm..."AWWw NO!...NOT AGAIN!!"...he says! Again?? Like what, this dude does this on a regular basis, or what??? This isn't the first time this old geezer drove his car inside a building??? LOL! "Did the same damn thing about 6 months ago! He's definitely losin' his license this time!" I'm sitting there like...what the actual fuck?? LOLOLOL!!
By this time the old guy is climbing out of his car, tossing boards and light fixtures and other shit off his car as he gets out. He's standing there dusting himself off and shakin' his head. I'm like completely dumbfounded! LOL! Fortunately, the insurance people were at lunch when this dude decided to turn their whole building into a drive-thru.
About this time I hear the tire shop guy on the phone talking to someone..."Yep, he did it again, dammit! Prolly need to call the wrecker and get the sheriff to come over. Ol' Bill's gonna' be in a heap of trouble this time!" I'm thinkin'...'like yeah, no shit!' So here comes Ol' Bill walking across the street, still dusting himself off. He get's over to the tire place and says..."Bobby (the tire shop dude), I dunno what it is about that place, but it got in my way AGAIN! Them people are gonna' learn to move that place!" I'm practically falling off my chair crackin' up at this point!
About then my truck was ready, and I could hear the sirens coming, so I decided to just leave while the gettin' was good, but WOW!...what a sight! Dude just plowed right into the front door of this insurance joint cuz it "got in his way".
Shakin' my damn head! LOL!
