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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I wrote two terrible poems last night. Will this one be another? I am looking at the clock. It is time to leave and get the oil changed. I read the sign as I pull in. No Shirt, No Shoes, No Mask, No Service. I don my mask before entering. I greet the girl behind the counter. Do I need an appointment? I do not know all the rules. She replies, walk-ins welcomed. Politely takes my keys. Just an oil change JC, I nod. She knows me by name. Not because of my Poetry. It is just that I have been here before. The service starts promptly. Three now toil on my vehicle. It used just to be one. I am the lone customer in the reception area. Tv still playing the same station. No more free coffee. My soul smiles, anyway. I guess I should have expected it. I start to listen to Janine Jansen, Vivaldi. My earbuds are a no-name brand. I wish I had my Audiophile headset. But that would be rude. The technician approaches me. I was expecting this. It is not a cabin filter this time. That would only cost me an extra twenty bucks. He explains I need my transmission fluid changed. That is another One Hundred and Eighty bucks. Shows me the samples he took. I agree, and he says it will take a little while longer. As I sit here listening to music. My keys arrive twenty minutes later. Drat, I still need a little more hope. I was looking for one more concerto. Time to pay as panic sets. Did I forget my wallet? No, it is here in my back pocket. A wave of relief washes over me. I am slowly returning to normalcy. On the way home, I am thinking, Metallica. 1st place BRIAN'S CHOICE 10,any form,any theme Contest Judged: 5/30/2020 4:05:00 AM Sponsored by: Brian Strand
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